Chillin Flow

You wanna make some pape, you need to grab a better bow

Highs for the cheap, you can't beat this shit on the flow

Subi jeans, with the galley drip, I'm just chillin' though

I don't even gotta flex a gun, these lil' **** know

Took my youngins to the block, I gave his ass a O

**** told me folksnem on some shit, I had to pass the lo

Tryna make me a lil' flip like Brody passed the dope

Lil' **** on some bullshit, I gave his ass the go

If I stop sellin', what would my custos do

I got this shit that keep them calm, so they don't up on you

Chris told me these **** actin' sick, so I'ma up on dude

Scam fam, just took us on a trip, time to re-up on food

Catch me on the south passin' out, but I ain't faint, ****

Heres Cam they say my name, I'm walkin' in the bank ****

Pour it out, you sippin' grape juice, that ain't no drank , ****

We roll it up, they smell it through the bag, cause this shit stink, ****

You wanna make some pape, you need to grab a better bow

Highs for the cheap, you can't beat this shit on the flow

Subi jeans, with the galley drip, I'm just chillin' though

I don't even gotta flex a gun, these lil' **** know

Took my youngins to the block, I gave his ass a O

**** told me folksnem on some shit, I had to pass the lo

Tryna make me a lil' flip like Brody passed the dope

Lil' **** on some bullshit, I gave his ass the go

Yeah, ****, he tryna be like him

You can see my ears blingin' when the lights dim

We ain't even want his head, that's why the price slim

**** steady talkin' till they dead, just don't be like them

You ain't hit, well that's a big bummer

If we talk at Ps, I can get the get number

Bussin out the clip, I ain't shai, you catch big thunder

Playin' with your life in the dirt, we put that bitch under

Take a bitch to hit some plays, she ask me, could she ride

I told my other hoe, when I'm done trappin', baby, you could slide

Blow exotic on the way, you know we gettin' stupid fried

Hold up, I just caught another play the money never tired

My lil' bro known be beefin' with the opps and they don't never hide

They see us post up in the gig, we got them sticks and they don't never slide

Hold up, slow it down, he finna lose his guys

I don't need no **** on my side, just watch me shoot and drive

Fuckin' with my white boys, cause they coppin' bows

My mans ask me for a bitch, he see me droppin' hoes

I'm tryna spark the wood up, she in here droppin' clothes

Caught a **** lackin', leave em there like he stopped and posed

You wanna make some pape, you need to grab a better bow

Highs for the cheap, you can't beat this shit on the flow

Subi jeans, with the galley drip, I'm just chillin' though

I don't even gotta flex a gun, these lil' **** know

Took my youngins to the block, I gave his ass a O

**** told me folksnem on some shit, I had to pass the lo

Tryna make me a lil' flip like Brody passed the dope

Lil' **** on some bullshit, I gave his ass the go

Tss Sav, Bitch