Just Flow

(Pipe that shit up, TnT) (My nigga Brando been sick with it) (Say, Brando, what it's hittin' for?) Uh, yeah, top nigga, let's get that money, nigga It ain't no time to waste It ain't time to play with these pussy ass niggas Did they send my money? That's a big advance, yeah, yeah Got shawty countin' up these hundreds, nigga, in a minute, need more rubber bands Had to tell my bro'nem, "Don't fuck up that plan" My neck so flushed, how I'm turned up, gon' leave with so many hoes tonight Need an extra Sprinter van Jump out the whip and stop that man, bitch, I don't play no games Boy step, they bang, each one bust brains If you up in war, need to do the same Bought my first car, bought my first chain (ha) I'm legendary, plus a vet inside the murder game And I'm runnin', got the law wan' come in Freeze me, to teach me, try breach me, probably saw me on the TV Now wan' make me a repeat I flood my bitch in CC, don't worry 'bout it She paid and got her body poppin' I'm paid and got my whips exotic Have a shootout how I'm rockin', tell 'em, "Stop it" Bitch-ass boy know that I'm with that, with a rocket sittin' back Push your shit back, what's that you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you ain't like that, that's one strike, yeah Second one, that'll be your deathbed, Top known to split heads Cut down, six twelves and two fours, can't play the short bed Know my slimes around and they all about that They'll hang up out that Quick to take the Glock and whoop this nigga head, the fuck you said? Had it on my mind, we been slingin' iron We been ten or slime since they been dead Mama say, "Fuck 'em," I'ma cutthroat 'em Leave him stretched right on side where he stay at Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Bitch nigga, don't play with me Never break and enterin', spray with me Never laid with me, better watch what the fuck you say to me Nigga know I kept them Ks with me And ChoppaBoy, that's E I was 16, havin' him stop, jump out and clear the whole street Might start a beef I'm gone off lean, but grind by any means Count paper up, fuck haters I'm on papers, still gettin' dirty, I'm tryna shake 'em Bought this Glock off the Melpomene, home of the Saints, dress like a Laker He dressin' black while servin' gray, call him a Raider Who plannin' on steppin' on me? I send plenty rounds through your town Lil' shorty just wanna come over, she plan on me takin' her down They wanna know how a nigga live the mack life Spend hundred thousand dollars all on clothes to keep my swag right (Oh-oh-oh-oh) I live a mack life, she know I wan' get up in it Get on top me in the Bentley (oh-oh-oh-oh), baby girl, these windows tinted Tell them niggas I ain't friendly, they know I'm a fuckin' menace, oh