2021 Flow Lyrics

Yea, hold on

Yea, hold on

Yea, hold on

Yea, come on

Turn me up a little bit in my mic, so I could hear myself a little bit more

Yea, fuck it, uhh

Yea, fuck it , uhh

Yea, fuck it , uhh, come on

They gon' say I'm trippin', I don't give a fuck

My money from skill, the fuck is some luck ?

He flexing' for none and still got bucked

And then he got hit, he should've ducked

Cap if you want that's really gon' happen

he ain't no trapper, he can't even rap, went to his hood, just to get slapped the worst part bout it he can't even scrap

That's how these niggas in Texas be posted up flexin

Dawg, they livin' so reckless, I know some hitters for real that's doin' the drill

Adding niggas to check list Bitch, I'm a ball, just like Sheck Wes

I treat hoes the same as pest, I did not fold and handled the test

Pussy-ass nigga ain't seen my best

Niggas ain't with it I know that they bitches

I need to chill on talkin' this shit

She lovin' my grill no barbecue pit

She suckin' my dick, she finna get hit

I ran this shit up, like why would I quit ?

I'm snappin' for real, somehow it just click, I made her tap out, I made the bitch quit

And all her loyalty, she gon' submit

I don't be trustin' these hoes just fuckin' these hoes

Like rubbers, I'm bustin' these hoes I just be smokin' on dro

With J's in my toes, that's fours not talkin' loco

Bitch I go crazy my nigga fasho, Insane for the gain, and love with the dough

They lovin' my wave and feelin' the flow really, I know that they wantin' my dough

A hoe is a hoe and a bitch is a trick I just let them do it all on my dick

Bitch get freaky and sloppy when she be toppin' and still don't leave no spit

How you a gangster and leavin' yo blick ?Niggas is wanksters, no 50 cent

Pussy-ass nigga get punched in his shit false claimin' the murda' the city, I rep

Nigga

I ain't playin' with niggas, I'm tired of talkin' Niggas just want them some clout

Got enough paper to smoke them like vapor Got his bitch ass stuck up in the clouds

My dawgs be makin' me wanna go harder, I'm tryna drop heat

Compare me to Carter, Sean or Lil' Wayne, it's all the same

Long as I'm in it, it's boostin' my brain

All of the pain that I feel been makin' me trill My dawgs been wantin' to kill

I'm just been chill to myself while uppin' my wealth and hopin' that y'all get a feel

One thing I know is bout' keepin' it real Demons been feelin' like they in the field

But I ain't worried for shit, they ass gon' get hit Fuck em', I'm been legit

Niggas been hatin' on me and fakin' on me They mad cause of a bitch ?

Never a beef bout' a bitch, the fuck is that shit?

That's how you get put in a ditch

Worried bout' green, more green than the grinch

Gas I'm smokin' fasho leave a stench

Bitch, I ain't worried for shit, can't worry bout' shit Dawg, I'm tryna get rich

Who is this nigga ? I know what they ask

It's funny a nigga had been on y'all ass

I'm just been coolin', cuz really, I spaz

I'd rather count green, kick back and just laugh

It's funny I'm up and stackin' it fast

My style fasho gon' make her lose class

Only need God and bags of cash, now that I'm here, I'm stayin' to last bitch