Babytron Flow lyrics
by Certified Trapper
[Intro]
Aye, sh*t
Know what the f*ck goin' on, Stretch Gang b*tch
Fah, fah fah
[Verse]
The years go past so quick, what happened to yo' groove? (What happened)
Boy, you must be workin' with the agents, Ion like how you move
b*tch I been hot all year, like I got some screws
On unknown number, call yo' granny, got some bad news (sh*t)
We got yo' last drop, my lil' b*tch said you asked to
Ion give no f*ck about buddy, I'll whack dude (Fah)
[?] just cracked my nuts open like some cashews
This ain't no watergun, switchy finna splash you (Brrah)
3.5 a lil' n*gga, I'm finna roll this b*tch (Fire)
Everything Hutch down, I froze the [?]
I spend a hunnid every year on clothes and sh*t
I can get closе on a n*gga and blow his sh*t (Fah)
Any n*gga play with me, got his sh*t smacked
Hoes alrеady know the deal, I switch the kick back
Bro already know the pills make me real mad (Ooh)
I'm gettin' dizzy on the plane, yeah I feel that (Jetlag)
Perc 30, f*ck drank, I drive a Mustang
Car got rust stains, Kurt got Mustang
You would be in the picture, n*gga, if you was gang
Diss a n*gga out, real life, think it's fun and games (Pah)
Walk a n*gga down, with that pow, n*gga stay in range
f*ck a n*gga house, b*tch I'm in my demolition phase
n*gga I was gettin' all Ds, I ain't get no As (No)
n*gga really f*ckin' tweaked out, [?]
Run up in his house, peep the corner, got his ass chained
His f*ckin' brains on the floor, I ain't into games
Put all my money in (sheesh) I ain't into chains
Fan a n*gga car, ain't a joke, I ain't finna play (Phew)
I just popped a 10, and I still pour up lemonade
4 bed house, I ain't finna f*ckin' renovate
Can't kick it with you lame ass n*ggas, tryna elevate
And n*gga, let me meditate (Ooh)
Rock AK47, and some [?] (Bow)
Hellcat or the Track, when I'm in the A (sh*t)
Cuddy, why the f*ck you runnin'? He ain't finna bang
(Fah fah fah, fah fah fah fah fah)