289 Flow lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I'm not Yeat but I go hard on these beats, on God (Damn)
Posted up with Oz (Yeah), free bro out the slammer (Yeah)
f*cked yo' ho on camera (Yeah)
Got more hoes than Santa
Yeah
She said I'm that n*gga, on God (Damn)
I got them bills and they red
Hit from the back and I got ya ho singin'
She like "ooh, ooh"
Countin' all these racks, n*gga, who the f*ck are you?
I don't pour no fours, n*gga, I just smoke the boof (Damn)
f*ck yo' boyfriend, he a goof n*gga (He a goof)
Yeah, none of you n*ggas for real gettin' racks
I was gettin' racks since I was like fourteen
Go get up and get some cash

[Bridge]
(Mhm, mhm)
(Mhm, mhm)
(Mhm, damn)
(Damn, damn, run that sh*t back, n*gga)
[Verse 2]
She like you but she know you not me, on God (Yeah)
n*gga, I feel like Magic the way I be ballin' and f*ckin' these broads (Feel like Magic)
n*gga's can't have it, she for the streets, n*gga, on God
Paper on paper, I have it
Money countin', that's a havoc
n*gga, stack it
n*gga, stack it (Stack the f*ckin' bands, n*gga)
I don't rep with no n*ggas with 12
n*ggas know I'll never rat, yeah
One year later, still on the same sh*t, send it back like Bam, yeah