Detroit Flow lyrics

[Chorus]:
Yeah, going in for the win
I just made a big bag, I'm finna do it again
Yeah, I used to catch rides, now it's brand new Benz
I just hopped up in the foreign, now I'm going through it
I just got a bankroll, they weren't where I've been
I told this b*tch, "f*ck your feelings, tryna f*ck your friend."
I smoke dope like I'm Snoop, but I don't sip no Jin
Yeah, I'mma hustle, I'mma get it till I'm buried in

[Verse]:
Came in the game killin' sh*t – Jeremy Lin
Yeah, I'm a real trap n*gga, stacking [?]
Smoking on some za, get high like [?]
Any diamonds on my neck fight – Jackie Chan
I do what I wanna do – motherf*ck your plan
On the beach, n*gga, I can sell shells and sand
I can sell water too, if fish and rocks start ends
And I can sell a b*tch right back to her men
30 on my waist, and that's the size of my pants
I can't hang with none of them n*ggas, 'cause they ain't my clan
And I can't trust these b*tches, but be trust my men
They like: "Glock, what you doing?" – sh*t, going in