Flop (Prod. Bluu) Lyrics

Feeling like I'm lacking but you I'm not alone

Got your bitch she on my body and she don't fuck with your tone

See me chilling with your baby

And you bet I flew to rome, yeah

With the trumpets in the back they make this music sound classical

Got your bitch she on my dick and she say that it's magical

I catch you lacking with no palette then you start apologising

Cause you know that I'm gon make sure that you all apply the talent, yeah

You best not

Fuck with me

Test what happens and you'll see

Tatted torso gave my number

But you still wont fuck with me

I had this friend since I was 6

Never told him what I did

I caught him with the opps and he regretted what he did

Ion care who it is, they'll get the same punishment

If I catch you lacking then you'll get the automatic in your head

Feeling like I'm lacking but you I'm not alone

Got your bitch she on my body and she dont fuck with your tone

See me chilling with your baby

And you bet I flew to rome, yeah

Feeling like I'm lacking but you I'm not alone

Got your bitch she on my body and she dont fuck with your tone

See me chilling with your baby

And you bet I flew to rome, yeah (bitch)