Detriot flow (feat. Popadock)

I ain't fuckin' with these ****, they the cross like chrome

These **** stealin' all my fuckin' verses, get your own bar

On the bone like C4, ask how much money that he got, he said zero

Why the fuck is you savin' that, bitch, is you a hero

See, I'm just tryna get some money, turn the ball like chemo

See, they ask me why I do that, say somethin' about my cousin

I'll beat your ass, blue glass, say somethin' about my mama

On your head just like a durag, say somethin' about my daughter

I'll make my son beat your ass, I fight that weed all night

Feelin' cool outside, I'm robbin' for his freeze cup

Now I'm smokin' gumbo, I like my bitches jumbo

If you ain't got no money in your account, but you a dumb ho

I gave that bitch a hot dog, talked to her with some lettuce

She ask me why I do it, I got fat bitch fattest

And I'm ridin' in a Nissan, listen to some weft

Bitch, you wanna hear some walk, so I turned on heavy

Hold on, cuz let me tap in

I heard them **** over there loosing all the back end

Boy, you thought you was a plug, but your ass ain't really trappin

But your ass just be cappin

I met her at the club, she a flirt, yeah, she like to twerk

When she drop that neck, I go berserk, finna make her squirt

Louis Gucci, prada that's the purse, I done put in work

I just killed that verse, got her ass, now these bitches mad

Better get glad suck my dick while I smoke this gas

Watch me smack that ass, home invasion, point me to the stash

I took all the cash, yeah, you know them **** hurt

I know them **** mad, yeah, you know we spent them **** block

Bout a hundred times, you would think my name was Tony Hawk

I'm on my grind, I never give a bitch a dime on my fuckin' time

But I'm done with this shit, let me fuck out

Yeah, bitch, I'm back again

I just might store a bag, sell it, crack the game

My plug say he like the way I get it out and get it in

I told the bitch, don't come by yourself, you better bring a friend

Ayy, yeah, and bitch, you know that

I do my dance on the bitch, you think my name was Kota

Ayy, I throw them bands on the bitch and watch that ass go bad

Ayy, I'm done with this beat, I'm finna go and bring Lil' Yo back

Psyche, bitch, you know I'm still on it

They say I like them platinum purses when I feel lonely

She said she like my tattoos, like the feel on it

A pussy ball like an orange with the peel on it