
Long Live Flippa Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Mane this shit live
I had chopped it up with my lil junt
Timmy-
Timmy tha hitman
Work it, work it, like yo pockets hurtin'
Watched em work that stove I dont know
Bro jumped the pot like hurdles
Turn up on a thursday me and kwill we turn that drank purple
We is not yo brothers you ain't gang
Pay to play go murk em
You cant get in here, whats yo name? you know some bout a murder?
No I ain got no favorites but I cant hit ha foo that bitch to fertile
She topped me I aint nuttin, ho wyd? bitch you got 20 minutes
Bro im leaving when im through
She think im tricking I can turn to pimpin'
My ho know ima dog I aint simping ho go turn on drake
So stop with all that crying cause I been told you, now get out my face
Told that ho stay in ha place, cause why the hell you going through my phone?
I dont condone in cheating but if you do shid I aint saying you wrong
Rolling off a bean, on that lean I just poured a 4
Aint mean to show my ass I act like my uncle
That chevy sit on fours
Gucci mane laflare dont go there that rollie crushed up nigga
He say that he a troll, what you on? bruh ill go there with ya
Dont go low I go to hell, bitch I dont play fair
I dont come home to ha like where im at I dont know where
Umm mink coat on my back
You can leave bitch I aint stressing
Just keep me out yo mix and keep it P bitch im yo blessing
Work it, work it, like yo pockets hurtin'
Watched em work that stove I dont know
Bro jumped the pot like hurdles
Turn up on a thursday me and kwill we turn that drank purple
We is not yo brothers you ain't gang
Pay to play go murk em
You cant get in here, whats yo name? you know some bout a murder?
No I ain got no favorites but I cant hit ha foo that bitch to fertile
She topped me I aint nuttin, ho wyd? bitch you got 20 minutes
Bro im leaving when im through
She think im tricking I can turn to pimpin'
Bro this aint my ho but im fucking
I almost said I missed ha
Who said that trappin dead? phone been jumping
Really fuck that long live flippa
Let me slut ha out thug you can love ha
Nah ion wanna kiss ha
G13 wide body or bentley this aint no fucking beamer
Its so much fucking motion round, make our necks look like a ocean
Walking with ha with ha nigga, she broke ha neck to try to see whats on me
My bro look like a zombie he be on it he cant stop from jacking
Dont like these petty hoes I block em all go argue with yo daddy
Like real shit foo
Go argue with yo daddy ho
I aint doing nun of that fussing I swear to god
Its so much money out here to be made
Go back and forth with a lame ass ho
Bitch you done lost yo mind
Work it, work it, like yo pockets hurtin'
Watched em work that stove I dont know
Bro jumped the pot like hurdles
Turn up on a thursday me and kwill we turn that drank purple
We is not yo brothers you ain't gang
Pay to play go murk em
You cant get in here, whats yo name? you know some bout a murder?
No I ain got no favorites but I cant hit ha foo that bitch to fertile
She topped me I aint nuttin, ho wyd? bitch you got 20 minutes
Bro im leaving when im through
She think im tricking I can turn to pimpin'
Timmythahitman