​flow lyrics

[Part I]

[Intro]
Counting up all that sh*t get to my head, boy, all of these n*ggas is fake
If i had a choice, i'd rather be dead, yeah-yeah
She finna worry about me, because I am too high
But I am counting up bread
Paranoid lil n*gga with a lil stick on him, won't get caught by the feds
I'm probably finna jug to a n*gga-

[Verse]
(hi-c)
You n*ggas not what I'm on
Nobody touching me in this sh*t
n*ggas was biting since i was a jit

[Part II]

[Verse]
Who did this like me?
Who flow this sound like?
n*gga this sh*t mine now, don't care if you like
Stop tryna be me, don't work when you try
In the cut with my young n*ggas, smoke yo pack trough pipes
I just want gas, i just want cash, i just want oxy, codeine, twin
You wanna laugh, I'm finna pass, all of your music, bolo' twin
n*ggas not like that, I beat him up, he can't fight back (Uh-uh)
But if it was online, i swear to god he would type back
[Part I]

[Verse]
...a jit
f*ck it, I might gеt some clothes with my b*tch
I'm on my own, she lеave me alone
Bad b*tch and b*tch finna roll me a blunt
She tryna FaceTime, I'm in the zone
Counting up all that sh*t get to my head, boy, all of these n*ggas is fake
If i had a choice, i'd rather be dead, yeah-yeah
She finna worry about me, because I am too high
But I am counting up bread
Paranoid lil' n*gga with a lil stick on him, won't get caught by the feds
I'm probably finna jug to a n*gga who, finished
Gas not good, for fitness
Drinking till a n*gga finish
Gas not good, for fitness
Yeah-yeah, huh
Gas not good, for who?
f*ck all these n*ggas (these n*ggas-, these n*ggas-)