Your Flow! lyrics

[Intro]
(Get that son of a b*tch out of my sight)
Go, go, oh sh*t, ayy, you know how the f*ck we rockin'
Real Murda Worth sh*t, man
I know they gon’ hate me for this one, (These lame ass industry n*ggas man)
Go, go ayy, go

[Chorus]
Yeah, they forgot who started this sh*t
Hop in that two seat, it got a push start in that b*tch
These n*ggas my sons, I've been called the Top Kid
And hell nah, we ain't squashin’ sh*t for sh*t
You f*ck with that boy, you a b*tch (b*tch)
Oh, they wanna use my flow, well let's use yours then (b*tch)

[Verse]
We got them sticks, Automatic
You had a broke lil' b*tch, but she left yo ass, she ratchet
Say you the GOAT, but you postin' 'bout me, I'm laughing
Posted about it, lil' n*gga that keep on jackin' me
Benjamin won’t have Benjamin’s, hе'll have a headshot
Oh, I think his head lost
You wеnt to jail? That sh*t was fake
Rino OD’d and he told me that's fake too
(Ha-ha, they worked on CashBently's appendix, he said he got shot, we ain't forget that)
How you gon’ act like this ain't that sh*t that had Lil Rino tappin' in?
Broke n*ggas, I hate those type of men
n*ggas wanna internet beef over IG, and type my name in
We put that boy on a tombstone
Got that lil' fame that you wished for, huh?
Choppa make a n*gga get gone
[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh
How yo gon' act like I ain't even know, know