Flock lyrics

[Intro]
(Mhm, you're listening to YhapoJJ)

[Chorus]
I think I might be done with all these stupid women
I think I might be done with all these stupid b*tches
I think I might be done with all these stupid b*tches (Ayy)

[Verse]
Ooh (b*tch, you, you, you, you)
You said you was done with all these stupid n*ggas (You, you, you, you)
Yo', let's f*ckin' go
But I caught that sh*t, I seen it when he liked yo' picture (You)
Tell these hoes, "Just like them stars, I'll get up with you" (I'll get up with you)
Yo' white man said he got the place like he Saint Nicholas (Like he Saint Nicholas)
His white b*tch all up in my face, knowin' I'm her big crush (I'm her pick)
b*tch like a machine, b*tches tryna just pick us (Go)
b*tches is tryna just— (Go, go, go, go)
b*tches is tryna just, b*tches tryna just wanna flick with us (Let's f*ckin' go)
My b*tch look like she from China (China)
Don't say lil' bro won't find 'em
Keep your head up and keep your mind up
Keep your head up and keep your mind up (Keep your mind up)
If you lose her, you won't find her
Hit a b*tch right, then high five her
All these hoes is screamin', "Big papa"
All these hoes is screamin', "Big papa"
Yeah, that n*gga ain't down with the flockin'
Young n*gga walk down with the flock
Man, the budget been wanna sip
And I only sip on rocks
[Chorus]
I think I might be done with all these stupid women
I think I might be done with all these stupid b*tches
I think I might be done with all these stupid b*tches