FLIP lyrics

[Intro: BLCKK]
You f*ckin' playin' me?
Mhm, yeah, ah, yeah
I want the money in advance, yeah
Ah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: BLCKK]
I want the money in advance, I ain't gon' give him a chance
pus*y, I'm makin 'em dance, pick up your brother, he dead
I'm only gettin' the flip
I made him bleed like a pig, hey, mama, look what I did
God ain't forgive me for sh*t, f*ck it, I see you in hell
Make sure he ringin' the bell (Yeah)
Always somebody wanna take my sh*t
I ain't gon' run, I wanna make him my b*tch
Tell y'all fam that they can suck my di*k
Shut the f*ck up, take y'all pills and get rich
That's the rеason they wanna take my sh*t
Run my mouth into the ground, y'all sick
Thе way y'all act, I help 'em all get picked
Somebody kill them, I want 'em off my di*k
Don't compare me to these b*tches
They ain't even in the buildin', look at me, you f*ckin' kiddin'?
I'm the one who f*cking did it, kill the faggot, gotta quit it
Now I'm back and I'ma kill him again, they don't really need to know what he said
See, he chokin' on his blood in the bed, put my di*k inside the hole in his head, uh, yeah
Probably kill to be in my position, they ain't even really try to listen
I've been living in Hell for a minute now, they gon' figure sh*t out if it kill 'em now
I've been movin' their bodies to stash, they wanna know where I'm at
Line up a pack, I get to runnin' it back, sh*t, they never gon' find where I'm at, uh
I'm gonna send him directly to PCP if it's somebody trying to f*ck with me
They got guns on me like I'm top ten, you should really worry about your own friends
I remember back when it was Yung Flex in the back of the whip with a mask on
Sotoksik, he wanna rob sh*t, and it's nothing for somebody, talk sh*t
[Bridge: BLCKK & Biv]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To begin with, I shouldn't have even said it
f*ck this bullsh*t
Not even bro, don't even f*ckin' stress (Aye)

[Verse 2: Biv]
Face f*ck her 'til she sick, rip the choker off that b*tch
Talk like you 'bout it, but I only see 'em clips when they flex in they pics
Go praise my b*tch after she suck my di*k, mental be callin' it quits
I been out gettin' equipped, the mask on my face, it don't even fit
But I can feel this way, but we ain't feel the same
I don't trust sh*t they say, only show up for the pay
You f*ckers ain't givin' me space, I got advances that's comin' my way
You cannot beg for the numbers you crave
Remember yo' checks was so blue in the face
Had too much again, thoughts are coming in, promised since a kid
Watch them bury him, seven-six, havin' mental fits, send your life into the mist
If I make a mil', I spend it on my momma and my b*tch
Mak-Make the money do a flip, yeah, make the money do a flip, yeah
f*ck it, b*tch, I show up, flex in public
I'ma arm my b*tches, keep it out the function
You ain't with me now, so don't be 'round when it's budgin'
Give a f*ck where you from, b*tch, you ain't been in discussion
You cannot speak on the subject, you cannot speak on the- yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Say your promises and get to f*ckin' movin'
pus*y-boy keep spittin' sh*t like he been toothless
Let that f*cker find out all I been is ruthless
I been father figure to you doofus, should smack your wrist, clueless
Tell me again you fit in
Tell me the problems you did
pus*y-boy, you thought you would get out?
b*tch, I been comin' in; villain
Tell me again you fit in
Tell me the problems you did
pus*y-boy, you thought you would get out?
b*tch, I been comin' in; villain
Had a bad one, had a bad one, like, b*tch, you said one
Don't feel bad, whore, take off swingin' off my nuts
Same old drinkin' out, my head sore (Yuh, yuh)
Same old drinkin' out, my head sore (Yuh, yuh)
[Outro: Biv]
Ay, what's going on, di*k? Just uh, just- y'know, wondering when you're gonna drop anything that we make..
I gotta leak your sh*t for people to even hear it
Like "Uhh, this sh*t is so bad, it sucked", get the f*ck over it, it doesn't f*ckin' suck, you f*ckin' little piece of sh*t, you talented f*ck, it's f*ckin' lit, and you're like "Oh, I don't-, eh, that sh*t it's just- it sucked, I'm never gonna be good at music, I'm not gonna make it anywhere, eh, but-"
Shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up, shut the f*ck up, drop the music, drop the sh*t, just put it out, people want it, holy f*ck