448 FLOW

(Gentle Beatz)

Yeah, bitch, you already know what time it is, ****, real bagger, **** (Bagger, ****)

For all them thumpers, ****, all the **** gettin' too emotional (Emotional)

Yeha, yeah, uh

They 'posed to hate it (Hate it), these hoes so overrated (Rated)

My flow so cold it's crazy, it the road and 448 it (Huh, huh, huh)

I'm on go with your old lady (Ooh), fuck you ****, pay me

I've been dufflin' it all twenty-four, got plenty motion, baby

I don't clap it just like two hands, I don't need no new friends (No)

In the hood like food stamps (Okay), work the bitch like boot camp (I did)

When I follow through, they like, "Who that?" (Huh?)

Boss man in the flesh, **** (Yeah)

You can send your best man, you gon' lose your best hitter

And my chest lit up (Shine), muscle like a wrestler (Yeah)

Take your bitch, invested her (Your ho), shoot my shot like Stephen, bro (You broke)

Rent a car professional (Gone), bitch, I beat that road up

Leave the West Coast in a PJ, then go pick my load up (Fuck ****)

And that sure enough, pole talk, I don't give no fucks

'Fore I let a **** steal this, it's gon' both of us (On me)

I ain't never froze up, if it go up, then I'm standin' on all ten (Ten)

Never seen me fold, nor will I break, nor will I bend

I'ma fight for the eighty (Eighty), this my face, gator (Gator)

Bitch, I don't never close, so you said where? (On the way there)

In that rise, I made it out, know we get 'em in (In)

You **** talkin' 'bout that money, shit, let's get it then

I'ma fight for the eighty (Eighty), this my face, gator (Gator)

Bitch, I don't never close, so you said where? (On the way there)

In that rise, I made it out, know we get 'em in (In)

You **** talkin' 'bout that money, shit, let's get it then