[Intro:]
Big Flock n*gga
[Verse:]
Hello, how you doing
It's Big Flock, fool what's happening
I been getting money, ATM should be my acronym
b*tch she fell in love with me cause she dig my vernacular
And she keep swinging on my di*k, like boy is you from Africa?
And she f*ck with Lil Dude cause he smooth with that spatula
I can't whip on n*ggas with eight legs like a tarantula
Trapping out the six, but i ain't never been to Canada
AK come with that shoulder strap, that sh*t cover my scapula
Flock he always got a dog, they wondering who Glock i took
I just took a baby Glock, [?]
When they don't believe me, I get stronger like the Babadook
n*ggas talk finessing me, but they can't cause i'm not a rook
Put me in the kitchen with a pot, i know how to cook
Go to any trap, set up shop, i know how to jugg
I got sticks to any glick or chopper, i know how to shoot
I don't need a shooter to shoot for me, n*ggas know i do
Had a slim bad b*tch, savage name was Angelina
Yellow b*tch, hopping off the di*k, call her Binya Binya
Two big Glocks, love to beef, call them Kel and Kenan
Graduated from the trap, before i could become a senior
Trapping, thats the only thing young n*ggas do if he ain't in the booth rapping
And a n*gga ain't got nothing to lose, one false move and i'm blasting
I swear this rap sh*t only work for a few, so my crew we still trapping
And if you rap, you better lead with your tool, cause my fool's they be tacking