Flows ft. Who Lyrics

Mirror mirror on the wall tell me who's nigga that's been dropping straight heat

That nigga that gets cake like he owns a bakery

That nigga that be spazzing spitting captions

The one that drops the hottest verse in every song he raps in

Jbandz, Jbandz, bitch you know it's me aye

Jbandz, Jbandz, y'all ain't close to me

I'll walk you up the stairway to heaven like some groceries

And I'll wear no mask just so niggas know it's me

I'm acting a fool, you clap at me once ima clap back with two

I'm getting my get back if it's the last thing I do

And I'm up early every day so don't snooze

Or nigga you gon lose

I'm always gonna win

If it's bout some money then I'ma always sin

Sorry I'm not sorry

I need a white bitch that's gon ride it like a Harley

I need a Asian bitch that's gon ride it like a Yamaha

I am not Mozzy bitch shut with all that bladadah

Unless you tryna chachacha and sip on some horchata

Let me beat it like pinata I might slide again mañana

I'm told you I'm a rich Rasta THC in my pasta

And lean in my wine

Told my brothers I'll get rich and I won't leave you behind

Cuz we're all coming up my goal for digits is 9

And for bitches it's dime y'all know that means all 10s

You gotta risk to make-fuck, hold on, aye

You gotta risk to make chips and I'm going all in

In this ocean of fish I'm a shark that can't swim

Ima call you niggas Ls you do anything but win

Bet them boys would call 12 if I ever tried to spin

Fuck I need some more shelves my traps getting way too big

And every time I check my phone nigga all I see is this

Jbandz Jbandz let me cop some more (Woah)

Lemme pick up some new(Shhh)

Can I buy exotic (Sure (Sho))

You can cop anything off me but a hoe and some snow Shii but that's about it

I think it's time to go clean I'm tired of rapping bout sip

Sike I'll stop when these niggas cop some actual fits

You can't use a hard caption if you don't actually drip

You can't pour up with me if it ain't Act in yo sip

Or wok in yo mud, or pole in yo clutch

You can't roll if you ain't scoring with us

Pass the ball to 15G it's going right up

Pass it to stacks and he's laying you down

Dee or 2000 you see what we're bout so you try us and you better write your will now

And call this chop Jada

These bullets will knock niggas straight to equators

My jugs be acting like I'm really their savior

I got everything plus I got different flavors

I got some Darth Vader and Skywalker OG

My personal smoke still gets copped by the oz

I told her I'll come faster if you go slowly and I got to go

Back to the packages back to the road

Back to the trap bringing back some new bows

Back to the raps time to hit studio