Lazy Flow lyrics

[Intro]
n*ggas always asking me like, wh-, like wh-, what you do like
What you do to get where you at, just rapped
I didn't know nobody in the rap game, none of that

[Verse 1]
All blues in my pocket I’m a Crip tonight
High as hell, off a pint of wock almost missed my flight
n*gga take the collar off the dog, that b*tch don't bite
F colors in my diamond link, look like disco lights
We just ran out of Wockhardt, we drinking Trish tonight
I can't pull up on my lil’ hoe, I'm wit' my b*tch tonight
30 in the Glock, I'll drop the whole clip tonight
Lazy flow, but I'll turn it up if the tempo right
Have you ever seen a half a million dollars cash?
Have you ever had a drink plug, was you sippin' glass?
Getting grade A head on the road, bae I'm finna' crash
Just ran a ’hunnid up in 3 days I’m a- (aye)

[Verse 2]
Michigan Music
Drink got me smiling, like whеn I'm talking to a b*tch
If you ever see me strolling, I was walking with thе stick
40k cash on me, I just offed another brick
Last n*gga tried the gang, he in his coffin eating chips
He tried to run from the Track, and I hawked him with the stick
(b*tch)
I just bought another blick
Domestic violence, I just fought another b*tch
Told the Doc’ I need a script, I be coughing up my spit
Caught my first body, me and Quanie walked in on a lick
f*cking rare hoes, you can get yo' b*tch walking down the strip
[Verse 3]
Ain't no cap in my rap, let me take my hat off
I just bumped into a opp, let a fully auto Mac off
Yeah I know I smell good b*tch, but back off
(I f*cked up)
Might get off the feds asking what the act cost
Doing 120 in a snow storm, I'm in a Trackhawk
My b*tch do what Rio say, she don’t back talk
Have 18, 36 to hold when I rap dog
Oh no I wasn't talking 'bout no rap, bro this crack talk
b*tch we finna' have good sex, take yo tracks off
Stupid ass n*gga ran from the cab, I blew his back off
You can catch me at Somerset, dropping racks off
f*ck one coat, at least how much the whole Moncler rack cost?
Yeah I might ugly baby, but I'm not bummy
And my hair be nappy as f*ck, but I got money
I got robbed Saturday night, 12 people got shot Sunday
I been doing features 12 months straight, boy I'm rap hungry
You don't smell that?
He stank, you might faint, yeah he that musty
Hit her from the back off a perc, for an hour got her back thumping
Last week I quit drank, now I'm back dumping
Just 4 O's in a 20 ounce don't seem that muddy
n*gga cracked a joke, b*tch laughed
Slapped her ass, he ain't that funny
Just went OT, wit' a thousand pills I'll be back Monday
[Outro]
Yeah, ghetto boy sh*t n*gga
You know what the f*ck goin' on
Free the whole ghetto they can't f*ck wit' us