Sosa Flow Lyrics

I wanna go to L.A

Ayy, run nigga a nigga ass down leave em spaghetti

Flippin' these bags, sellin' em whole

Call my phone, I ain't even gotta scale it

Shot to the head, better think like the revern

Pussy ass nigga, better go get a lesson

I got the drac , so I ain't trynna lecture

7.62 make him burn like pepper

Nuts on the chopper, run his ass down

Pussy ass nigga , I'm swingin' the devil

Shots at your head, hit with the fire

Pussy ass nigga, trynna shut down ya liver

Thank you the shit finna give em some tissue

Post up on the west, probably match with some killers

I'm on the block, the fire, know that we thuggN

I'm on the block, the fire, shot to the head

Pussy I shut down ya Liver

Scrappin' on change for the tax, ain't gettin' no money

Lame ass nigga, were ya Scrilla

Talk in the Past cause he broke, take him to school

Pussy ass nigga in history

Say he won't smoke, he can get it

Come from the dirt, pussy asst nigga, I'll grill ya

Come with the Problem, I'm solvin' the issue

Thick white bitch, kinda built like Iggy

Pull up in the suit, cause I'm handing business

Ayy, ayy, hold on

Know I'm a fucker, she cut on the movie

Smoke some gas, light a cig, just to boost it

My brother, he reckless know that he ruthless

Up with his pipe, turn your brain to a smoothie

Might blend ya ass like Ninja

Lame ass niggas be hating I see em watchin

I'm in the club, I got the racks

Pussy ass nigga, I'ma turn up the party

Megan the Stallion , , I want the M's

Pussy ass nigga, might cop me a Ferrari

Up with the pipe want it all

I started shopping and fucked around, turnt it to robbery

If I'm in the club, the ski, I ain't tryna have fun

Pussy ass nigga, I'm plottin

I want the racks, turn it to M's

He look up to me, he thinkin' I'm godly

Pussy ass nigga, like to sit up and gossip

I ain't tryna talk, let em talk to the rocket

Glock with the flash, but I ain't tryna shock him

Glock with the flash, so I ain't tryna shock him

I said, no, I'm not tryna taze ya ahh

My brother with Glock, he wanna put on a laser

I got gas, make, my face dark Vader

How you chasin' the P, you ain't chasin' the paper

I keep metal on side like I'm clippin' with Staples

Fucked on the bitch, said her first name was Stacy

Killer with dreads, that bihh Built Eddy Lacy

You ain't steppin' on shit, need to go tie your laces

Fuck is you doin'

Trap cross the country Got a P from Jamaica

If she fuckin' on me, better know I ain't make her

Run up on Tip then you gon' meet your maker

How the fuck that's a bird if it came out the baker

How the fuck you gon' bust and yo fye got safety

Like cover two

How you fucking with me, but to me you a baby

Young and I'm turnt , get the percs from old ladies

Young' and I'm turnt, get the percs from old ladies

Ayyyy

Run a nigga ass down leave em' spaghetti

Flippin' these bags, sellin' em whole

Call my phone, ain't even gotta scale em

Shots to the head better think like the revern

Pussy ass , nigga, better go get a lesson

I got the drac so, I ain't tryna lecture

7.62 make him burn like pepper

Nuts on the chopper, run his ass down

Pussy ass nigga, I'm swangin' the devil

Shots at your head, hit with the fire

Pussy ass, nigga, tryna knock out your mental

Think he the shit finna give him some tissue

Post up on the west, probably match with some killers

I'm on the block, with the fye

Know that I'm thuggin

Me and my pistol and hitters

I'm on the block, with the fye

Know that I'm thuggin

Me and my pistol and hitters