Flor Lyrics

Bitch like, what's your deal

Bae like, what you feel

Pour up on my seal

Tints yea they new teal

Rockin ricks on real

X like I wan chill

Pop my bean my pill

Push up and they kill

Bae like swing my pole

Rock her on the floor

Bitch like, where my hoe

Bitch like, bitch like, where my hoe

Scoop my bitch like, where my hoe

Two man mission, bring my bro

Jump in, yeah bitch, I cannot go

Stuffin my pants out the store

Rockin real expensive fits

Talkin' shit, you hold my blick

Walk in class, get some hoe to suck my dick

She like, let's go pour up more

This some shit you can't afford

Fuck two bitches all on tour

Pull up, kick yo fuckin door

Wake up, then I flex

Bae like, what's next

Pop up on my x

Yeah, I'm pourin' for the rest

Cup up full of gin

Bitch, I'm goin' in for the win

Pop my perc ten

Close the fuckin' door

Yeah, you cannot get in

Swingin' with my brother

Yeah, he swingin' with his pole

Run my cup, check, yeah

He just wear my coat

Swing like, where my gals

Pull my pants, yeah, I'ma ball

Switch lanes, I can't take the toll

Keep on talkin', drop the lo

Bitch don't want no smoke

K9 let it blow

Smokin on this dope

Freak hoe, touch her toes

Yeah, I don't want you I want yo hoe

And we just finna let it blow