Houdini ft. Flex S.o.S Lyrics

Buck Fifty in the hellcat, one fifty

Bitch drive it too, yeah that's a hell kitty

Got the cash App, or I got the Zelle with me

I am not a turtle, but I keep a shell with me

Need a nice shirt, know I'm always rocking polo

Got to do this rap shit, cuz' you know it's yolo

Shorty blowin' on me like a motherfucking Novo

And I need my teeth froze up, like a photo

Fuck her, then I disappear Houdini

Green hellcat, looking like zucchini

Colombian motherfucker, and I always rock a beanie

Interview trash, so I get up, get to leavin'

Popping perc's you know that I'm finally let the Pill hit

Kannon hitting shots, white boy, Jason Williams

You a bad bitch right? what's up when the bill hit?

I'm not finna' sign man, Esco need a million!

Motherfuck a bong, I'm just stickin' to the backwoods

Come shop with my people, man you know the pack good

Money like some Legos, man they always gonna stack good

Bitches listen to me, she like, "I ain't know you that good!"

Orange in my cup, know I'm sipping on that crush

She know she fuckin' with me cuz' she know I make her blush

And I'm just making music, ZBF not in no rush

And Yeah I'll do your edges for you, go hand me that brush

And we shooting movies like, Tarantino

I'm getting to these chips, ZBF run through casinos

Throwing up a C, do this shit for my Latinos

Mob shit, Esco looking like he Al Pacino

Buck Fifty in the hellcat, one fifty

Bitch drive it too, yeah that's a hell kitty

Got the cash App, or I got the Zelle with me

I am not a turtle, but I keep a shell with me

How much for the flex bar one fifty

Drums on the glock, just like double D titties

Seven six two, Draco ride with me

Turbo AMG, man fuck a hell kitty

Knuck if you buck, if it's up, then it stuck,Better duck!

How much wood could your bitch chuck chuck?

Bitch Tryna' catch a nut like a squirrel, like What's up?

Been a stray dog on my block, like a mut

S.o.S and ZBF, know we steppin'

Bitch toss salad, no fork jus dressing

Close to south, but I keep a smith n' Weston

Opps still talking man, just ain't learn they lesson

Rub on the glock, shoot a wish like a genie

And we eat good, lamb chops no ghini

White henny shots, man fuck a martini

Know I got that glizzy, no dogs or weenies

People always ask me like, how you get flex?

Cause everywhere I go, I'm always flexin' where I step!

Ninety-one shots in the car, fuck a tech

Bet I let em all off if you reach for my neck

How much for a flex bar one fifty

Drums on the glock, just like double D titties

Seven six two, Draco ride with me

Turbo AMG, man fuck a hell kitty

Knock if you buck, if it's up, then it stuck

Better duck!

How much wood could your bitch chuck chuck?

Bitch Trying to catch a nut like a squirrel, like What's up?

Been a stray dog on my block, like a mut