Doin Floccs lyrics

[Hook]
We doin' flocks, we selling rocks
A hundred pounds of exotics in a box
n*ggas shootin' and getting shot
When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?)
We doin' flocks, we selling rocks
A hundred pounds of exotics in a box
n*ggas shootin' and getting shot
When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?)

[Verse 1]
Insane in my motherf*cking brain, n*gga
I was on 104th busting down cocaine, n*gga
We ran out of bricks, n*gga, call [?]
He gon' drop it off like, "Get back at me later on." (Hello?)
Yeah, my n*ggas just passed on jewelery n' they came to me
They know I got the cash (Man, how you want for this sh*t?)
Yeah, the hood day coming up
We bought a bag of choppers in case the other side try to f*ck it up
Yeah, I'm coming through in a Rolls-Royce (Skrrr)
Why you tryna talk, n*gga? You ain't got no voice! (n*gga, shut the f*ck up!)
I hang out with the real crips (C-c-c-crip!)
A hundred pounds, vacuum seal, then we sent that sh*t

[Hook]
We doin' flocks, we selling rocks
A hundred pounds of exotics in a box
n*ggas shootin' and getting shot
When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?)
We doin' flocks, we selling rocks
A hundred pounds of exotics in a box
n*ggas shootin' and getting shot
When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?)
[Verse 2]
I'm counting money on floor
Looked at the camera, grabbed my nine, somebody at the door (Who the f*ck is that?!)
I'm thumbed through two hundred grand [?]
But it's time to hit the block 'cause I gotta get some more
I gotta break b*tches, shake snake n*ggas, in the trenches
I heard n*ggas trippin', so we jumping out of rentals (Skrt)
Plow, plow, plow, lay 'em flat
I heard you n*ggas trippin' but where the f*ck y'all at? (Come outside)
West side the best side, rag hanging out the left side
n*ggas wanna trip, well, we gon' let the Tec fly
Eastside the B side, motherf*ck the police side
b*tch, this eleven-deuce, I ain't throwing up no peace sign!

[Outro]
Innerprize Clicc, this the sh*t
Ain't no love in LA, n*gga
We don't play