BOTW Flow Lyrics

I'm with the gang and we looking for opps, you know we don't shoot till the lights out

Everybody be talking about how I move it's crazy cause I gotta pipe down

And they always be lying like they know the truth you can't even tell what's right now

So I gotta get fried everytime I write cause I always got sum to write down

I gotta get this off my chest

Some of y'all tripping about all the chains I got cause it's three zeros on my neck

Some of y'all hating bout how I'm still rapping but check in my city who's the best

Check in my city who is next

Why he gotta vest on with a helmet when I'm aiming at his legs

Always laughing but it's never a joke

Lil yachty riding round in a boat

I got georgie telling me I can float

I'm going ghost while I ride in a ghost

Going so many places but the weather different so I'm riding around with a coat

So many twitter fingers got my finger twitching I need forty thousand just to cope

I'm bringing static

I'm in orlando because I got magic

They got me pissed so I'm bringing the havoc

If I said I need it then I better have it

I am not shooting the ball ima pass it

I just be flying around the whole the city wit my little shawty like I am aladdin

Underground king, know I be doing my thing when I see the crown then ima grab it

Now I gotta pack

Because I'm going out of state just so I can go and rap

Give me the stacks

You missed a phrase that I said, now you gotta run it back

You talking get whacked

I do not care who you are I will put u in a pack

I need a hat

I need hat because all of the words that you say is cap

Black and yellow with a stinger

I do not play baseball but I hit the dingers

I wanna get diamond rings all on my finger

I'm whipping the pot while u watching it simmer

Wearing nike cause all I get is checks

Do not play with me cause you can be next

Laser sight on side of ya neck

Shoot 'em like carti see whole lotta red

I'm with the gang and we looking for opps, you know we don't shoot till the lights out

Everybody be talking about how I move it's crazy cause I gotta pipe down

And they always be lying like they know the truth you can't even tell what's right now

So I gotta get fried everytime I write cause I always got sum to write down

I gotta get this off my chest

Some of y'all tripping about all the chains I got cause it's three zeros on my neck

Some of y'all hating bout how I'm still rapping but check in my city who's the best

Check in my city who is next

Why he gotta vest on with a helmet when I'm aiming at his legs