WhiteGirl Flow Lyrics

If you're not a billionaire, you can't hang with us

Yop

I got a Glock in my backpack to take a nigga face

He was on the net talkin', we gon' leave him as a case

I need a badass bitch to take my old bitch place

She was talkin' bout some shit and I don't even trust snakes

You better watch that nigga back, I might bust him

He talkin' bout some hoes, but he's the only one that's cuffing

He been talkin' bout some blowers, I just know that nigga bluffing

Show my granny a band, she said, boy, you up to something

One thing about Bout these bitches, I can't trust

She was talkin' bout some bullshit, I think this bitch is drunk

My nigga's bounced out the foreign whips with blowers In

The trunk

He was dissin' on the gram, we gon' smoke him like a blunt

I had to box with my bitch, cause she spilled my cup

This bitch did some dumb shit, I had to leave her stuck

I just heard that nigga song man you niggas really suck

I got a .40 with a beam and it sound like a stump

She said, I talk about the money too much, I don't get it

I'd rather work my ass off, lil baby, I ain't gon' sit on it

These niggas talkin' bout some drugs, man, you niggas gotta zip

If I see that nigga chain, boy oh boy, he gon' strip it

Talkin' bout fallin' off, lil' nigga, I got pape

If you worryin' bout these niggas, I'ma think your ass is gay

My life fucked up, I woke up and said, fuck today

A nigga lookin' at me wrong, sprayin' bullets in his face

Put 20 bands on his head, I bet he dead the next week

I ain't worryin' bout these niggas, cause these niggas talkin' sweet

That nigga snitched' for a burger, dude, switched up' for some cheese

I need a blower in my hand, call ' M5 for the heat

Man, you gotta watch your mans, cause this shit getting wicked

These niggas toting' heavy metal, but these niggas niggas is bitches

My girl said she need a bag, go ahead and pick it

I ain't worryin' bout the price, cause I grind for the riches

They said I got some old stuff, lil' nigga, this classic

I been speedin' in this foreign with a blower and traffic,

Dude Talkin' bout some pape, lil' nigga, not having it

The percs got my nigga foaming' out the mouth like he rabbit

I got a cooker in the kitchen

I had to leave my old bitch, that lil' bitch was trickin

She was fuckin' everybody, niggas thought that I was pimpin

And I thought about marryin' this bitch, this shit is sickenin

And that's the reason, I never trust again

He dissing in another state, I'll fuck around and spin

Shi, I'm pushin' in these bars, lil' nigga, fuck a pen

Man these niggas switched up, cause they know I'm gon' win

For the one time, I had to switch the flow

My shit is getting better, plant the seed, we gotta grow

I can tell these niggas bitches, I can hear it in their songs

I ain't worryin' bout that shit, cause my pape too long

Yop, niggas know how I'm comin