​​​​​flat lyrics

[Intro]
Hehe

[Verse]
Smoke yo mans then faint, yeah (Ohh)
I'm pourin' the dirty ass drank, uh, ya ho a dirty lil' skank
Yeah, it's some lows I'm giving away, this ho act so dank (Yeah)
Five star sh*t, lo mein (Yeah)
Broke boy, yo sh*t fake, yeah, who told you that's okay? (Yeah)
Perc make me "That's So Raven" (Ahh)
I don't really got no taste
No, I don't f*ck with Jakes, but yeah, I f*ck with BAIN (Hey)
Yeah, I f*ck with Chase bank, n*gga, 'cause Chase is my name (Woah)
Yo b*tch ain't ask for no age, I put my di*k in her face (Whoo)
ARP goin' so cray, you coppin' crates off of Craigslist
Boy, yo dumb ass face, I ain't never had no phase
Yeah, she ain't never had a flat
f*ck it, told hеr throw that pus*y back (Yeah)
Rich money don't fap, I'm in your relatеd tracks (Ahh)
But we don't relate a bag, n*gga, fat money, fat stacks, yeah (Yeah)
I ain't never pop no tags, n*gga, I'm on tour, I'm piecin' Saks, yeah
I be really in the lab, n*gga, while these n*ggas on some flats, yeah
Bet your ho will know my at, n*gga, and she knowing where we at, yeah
That sh*t sad, yeah, I could never go like that, yeah
Ain't no ration, yeah, big ass bullets to your pastor, yeah
Fakin' out, I'm on acid, yeah (sh*t)
Broke n*gga still at Pacsun, yeah, broke ass n*gga, and I'm taxing ya
Don't give a hell rich bast*rd, yeah
He an actor now? Boy, you'll get boxed out, Pacquiao (Yeah)
Yeah, pfft, pack him up, 2016, sold Yak a lot, 2016 sold bricks
Is you mad or nah? I take a flat, then a dab, like, "Yup"
I don't ask a lot, but n*gga, I don't live passive, yeah
Yo b*tch, she immaculate, I'm in her mouth like a peppermint, n*gga, what?
I want sex, that's it, and maybe a lil' bit of ecstasy
Yeah, I'm a reverend, these n*ggas know it ain't no testing me, yeah
Who's next? We'll see, I'll really have these n*ggas dead in a week