Wheezy Flow Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
This is gen four, bitch don't move your lips
You got ass then move your hips
I'm the young nigga that's out on the block
I be talking my shit while she taking the dick
Fuck four grams
I need more zips
Need no friends, I need more flips
Bro on the block and he's serving the rock and if you need the drop then come get you a fix
I'm an O.T. nigga, big dog
If you pass the ball, then you get picked off
I'ma kick on a bitch, no punt kickoff
I'm a boss in this bitch ain't no Rick Ross
I got lost in the flow, I'm on go-lift-off
Nigga we got the drop, get the shit shipped off
Niggas talking the prices, but shit, shit costs
You can fuck with the tap, I'ma sip-sip Voss
Bro pull up in scat packs, Matte Blacks
You's a funny nigga, Jack Black
Nigga that's your bitch, tap that
But Ill give your ass a pass back
We was in the whip with a gas mask
Getting high as fuck off the last pack
Bet my new shit, throw your ass back
Big booty bitch, throwin ass back
Trapstar nation
I've been growing my loc's because lately I feel like a Haitian
She wanna fuck with me cause what I'm making
It was white in the pot, but I brought her some bacon
Eggs with the grits and the French toast
She a baddie, she keeping two friends close
I'm a freak, I'ma fuck on that lil' bitch Friends toes
Her friends suck the tip now we making an egg roll
That's a threesome, I'm like three none
When I'm up on the block, I ain't preaching
Fingers itchy, that's why I get to reaching
Pull off the block and then the tires be screeching
Got some precum, just when Bree comes
She be freaky as fuck, she be screeching
She suck on the dick like a bitch really leeching
Take all of the kids like the bitch want a legion
I'ma smack her ass, leave a lesion
He was Bruce Lee, i'm like Lee jung
You don't need to know the nigga be dumb
Get the searchin up like where is he from
I'm an 1800 nigga, we drum
Bitch ill let the batter kick back like a speed bump
I'ma shit on these niggas like we dump
Gas with the crunchy, I swear that my weed slump, for real