Nate Flow Lyrics

For a petty ass I'll get your brodie off that map

And you flexing all that shit but you be running off them packs

This that shit that got you moved up out your crib and that's a fact

Got your bitch OT she stuffing percs up in the back

You can catch me in some miri jeans the pockets real fat

Bitch I'm tired of smoking Kenny tryna catch me a new pack

What I say up in my last shit smoking Kenny in the trap

Heard your brodie just like Ricky caught like 40 in the bag

Off the scams I was 16 made like 30 bands

I can't fuck up with no white hoe cause all these bitches hams

I spent two bands on this fucking Glock bitch you not catching hands

I might pull up with this fucking 50 drop it on your mans

I turn a bad bitch to a side hoe she had you in a trance

Off that Visa I stack 15 shoutout to them scams

I don't really need to get back made like 30 fucking bands

I was fucking on your hoe I got her pregnant bitch a ham

Fucking with this white bitch her name Ki Ki

Bad lil bitch she finna eat that dick up when she see me

I might fuck around and put a bitch up on the road

Brodie whipping in Palm Angels rich up off the stove

Swear I can't fuck with no lame bitch yeah they do the most

You ain't rich up off no kitchen ain't no two to four

Why you cuffing on that bitch shordy been a hoe

I can't fuck with her no more I'll pass her to the bro

Fucking on the opp bitch I'm tryna get the lo

Brodie walking with that beam he finna up that score

Walk you down with that semi watch that 40 blow

Tell lil shorty just ignore that that's my trap phone

I made a hundred off that shit I'll never leave it lone

Brodie walking with them percs I'm finna pop like four