2018 Flow lyrics

by

1TakeJay



[Intro]
Ayo, Benny, this beat crazy
Wait, hold up
I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Chorus]
She spit my kids out, she f*cked up our family
Where you get the whistle name? You get it from my granny
n*ggas wearing change n*gga, it’s not no grammys
All on the beat, these n*ggas cap like my daddy
Prolly right now I'm gettin' talked ’bout my family
If I don't meet a n*gga expectation, call him Stanley
If I don't meet this b*tch expectation, tell her past me
b*tch lost me, she wasn't on her sh*t when she had me

[Verse 1]
How these n*ggas songs be so rich, but thet ain't got sh*t
sh*t imaginary he rap about it, but it's not his
Brokeback Mountain that's wherе n*ggas get designer sh*t
Hе only brought a feature when I told him bring the product in
It's a beauty pageant, everyday n*ggas be modeling
I get new pus*y everyday, b*tches be poppin’ it
f*ck proof, go ask my b*tch, I’m the toxic kid
High as f*ck, I forgot her name after she swallowed it
I barely had my first one, but I got a lot of kids
f*ck a car wash, I told a broke n*gga clean this
Instagram comments got me dead, but I was dreaming
I just sat back and watch a n*gga get deleted
She asked: "Can I draw?"
So I nutted on her cleavage
n*ggas handing out advice I gave her all p*nis
Bad at the b*tch was so bad I let her keep it
Last place your b*tch was so trash, I let you keep her
[Chorus]
She spit my kids out, she f*cked up our family
Where you get the whistle name? You get it from my granny
n*ggas wearing change n*gga, it's not no grammys
All on the beat, these n*ggas cap like my daddy
Prolly right now I’m gettin' talked 'bout my family
If I don't meet a n*gga expectation, call him Stanley
If I don’t meet this b*tch expectation, tell her past me
b*tch lost me, she wasn't on her sh*t when she had me

[Verse 2]
I just gave her suicide di*k, she ain't stop tripping yet
Already did that to the I yeah, now let's go crash the vet
They said you was driving too fast
No, I was skid necked
I ain't crashing this, but accidents be my best flex
Posting pounds, but can't smoke it, he is daddy
'Cause you don't just be doing sh*t like that, it's in your family
f*ck a pill 'cause I got b*tches looking for the addy
I go by 1Take
Why b*tches calling me they daddy?
Four words b*tch, I'm too attractive
n*ggas always tryna add me up, subtract 'em
You ain't never had this many options, it's a raffle
The biggest b*tch gave me fire head, I was baffled
I be super chowder to a b*tch, she get tackle
Bum to these n*ggas, to they b*tch, I be handsome
Found ten thousand doing laundry, it was random
I just made somebody b*tch get naked, I was laughing
She don't let you drive, but if I need it I'm a sag it
He was getting broke while his lil' b*tch was getting ratchet
Call him lil bro, call his b*tch lil' ratchet
I'm runnin' the n*ggas, they'll never be at sex fifth
I can really dress, if they don't got sh*t, I don't grab sh*t
You the type to snatch the whole sh*t shirt off the mannequin
You the type to hear fireworks and start panicking
I put miles on these b*tch, but we never traveling
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