Pushing 30 Flow lyrics
by Flight
[Intro]
Aye, come on
[Verse]
Watch me walk on this beat, like Jesus on water
Making plays up the [?] up on fourth quarter
I'ma f*cking n*gga b*tch when I'm dealing with [border?]
Reside on the West Coast but a n*gga from Florida
Ghostwriter? Hell nah, f*ck is wrong with them?
Only thing ghost is your b*tch who I'm riding with
She give me head like Medusa, she the chosen one
f*cked her on the first night, I call that a hole in one
Hard to keep my cool with all of this ice on
Lost her contact, she the one my eyes on
I got million dollar deals in this iPhone
Boy that b*tch for the streets like a pothole
[Snuffed?] a hunnid bands inside of a Goyard
They tried to cross me out, but I made a Chrome Heart
Feel like Bubba Wallace dripped in this NASCAR
I got a rich white girl with a black card
FTC up in this bih, all rake I rented that vet
sh*t, new b*tch got rid of my ex-b*tch
How you talking celibate but dressing like you [?]
sh*t, you was laughing now you begging for a feature
I can't kiss no b*tch, I rather kiss a creature
I can't trust my b*tch, she loyal to a cheater
Skip my science class smoking all up on that reefer