FLIP! Lyrics

Yuh, yuh

Yuh, let's go (Frdm)

Yuh, yuh, yuh yuh yuh

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh (Okay)

Yuh, yuh, yuh (Jeesh gon' kill 'em, bitch)

Like I said this shit before, huh

This a hit, on fo'

I done read the jits MO's

Trying to get ahead, that shit's a joke

Bad in my blood, they know I come from the island

Bred to kill for sure

Lacking the wheat, but cracker ain't weak

Even without bread, I'm still the GOAT

This is the type of the shit I do on daily

It's not for the kids

Came from the Dirty South, 561 made me

The block with them jits

He tried to slide, he ain't not slick

He needed a ride, it's not my whip

Said that I'd hold it down, I'd keep it cool, I lied

I'm 'bout to flip

So you done told them folks that you was hard?

You ain't on the block, lil' bitch

I know you sold on boulevards (Quit lyin')

With all them proper kids

I swear you couldn't be farther off

I come from the swamp and shit

And it ain't even the baddest part

But bad is all it take

Pull up on that motherfucker draggin'

We don't gotta break

Hot his box, since he like that pack

He can cosplay it

Wash way his sins, look folks I'm just doing what God saying

Jiggaman that boy, I wrapped him fast and then I stopped spraying

That witty jitty, he best not play with me

He try to get big, ain't no way he push 50

Bopped for a minute, I'm back where I'm living

They bitching, they need to start calming they titties

I'm already litty, fire department might get me

No telling when I hit the city

It took 'em a minute for digits

But J finna drop, it'll make 'em look shitty

Big 40 done dropped his pants

It's a big wad of bills

Find out he got a IOU, he ain't ever gon' get no time to chill

Hot on tail, jit Charizard, that boy gon' sing like I Am, Will

Clean up his top, boy Dr. Phil, what have I got to fear

Like I said this shit before, huh

This a hit, on fo'

I done read the jits MO's

Trying to get ahead, that shit's a joke

Bad in my blood, they know I come from the island

Bred to kill for sure

Lacking the wheat, but cracker ain't weak

Even without bread, I'm still the GOAT

This is the type of the shit I do on daily

It's not for the kids

Came from the Dirty South, 561 made me

The block with them jits

He tried to slide, he ain't not slick

He needed a ride, it's not my whip

Said that I'd hold it down, I'd keep it cool, I lied

I'm 'bout to flip

Yuh, yuh, I'm 'bout to flip, yuh

Yuh, yuh, you know what it is, uh (They know I crashed the whip, yuh)

Yuh, mm, 5-6, uh (We gon' take 'em on a trip, yuh)

And 1, yuh, its done, okay (Coming' from the 5-6, aye)

Yuh, brrrah, okay (And 1)

Yuh, yah yuh yah yuh, okay (Frdm)

Yuh, yuh, yuh, I'm out

(What is you talkin' about?)

(I was just talkin' about)

(Ahahahahahaha)