Just Flow lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
pus*y homosexual
Gang-gang in this motherf*cker, turnin' up with us, man, one time
Man, Money Bag on the beat
My motherf*ckin' broski, you feel me?
(Oh!Zone on the beat)

[Verse]
pus*y homosexual, cookie ain't no 'riginal
Love my n*ggas, X and O
Smokin' gas, Texaco, found a plug in Mexico
All my diamonds Eskimo, off the Perc, I text the most
Rob the n*gga, flex the most, flex like international
Grab her ass and squeeze her throat, b*tches like to f*ck with coke
Trenches, I'm they only hope, treat me like a f*ckin' G.O.A.T
Shooter, I cannot get poked, pus*y, he don't want no smoke
Nut, he'll actually blow, turn you tuna casserole
Chiraq, gotta ride with gats, molly, weed, Percs and X
Gotta keep your n*ggas close, never know who next to go
You broke, what you slackin' for? Killers, they get cracked the most
Bro 'nem got my back the most, system hate the blacks for sure
Shorty, they be coo-coo gang, they don't ever ask to blow
b*tch, what you trappin' for? My lil b*tch is sexual
Nope, I can't save a ho, bro, what you save her for?
Drugs, I could take a whole, traffic, I'ma take a pole
No, drugs take his nose, gang, they'll take your soul
b*tch, just play your role, nobody know
Home invasion, if nobody home
Got a felony, if it's 'body home
Got my guns with me, ain't no bodyguards
And I'm hard body, even though my body hard
I don't know if Nuski saved me, it's probably God
Lil' bro, he be shootin', lil' bro, he a as*h*le, uh
Killer and a snitch, call him "Donnie Brasco"
How you hang with gangsters? They don't know you tattled
Lost auntie to cancer, man, I wish she battled
Caught that n*gga lackin', man, I wish we got him
Glad we didn't get him, looked up, seen't the camera
My b*tch got a grill, she from Alabama, uh
And that b*tch a savage, she ain't got no manners
She dropped out of school just to f*ck a scammer
Told her he gon' get her a car and get her off the campus
b*tches love drugs, I just gave her Xannies
She don't swallow nut, call that lil' b*tch petty, uh
I just need my cheese, I just need my fetty
EDM with 8-track, I might get some Becky
All-black Glock just to match the di*kies
And I bought my b*tch a watch just to match Meek and Nicki
Had to jump up out the game, sh*t was gettin' tricky
If it feel like I can't trust you, then I'm up and blickin', uh
And I'm vegetarian, f*ck some chicken
And you act so scary as you duckin' n*ggas
[Outro]
I don't f*ck with n*ggas
Especially them sucker n*ggas
You know what I'm sayin'?
Speakin' facts man, bein' one thousand
One K