Front Flippin Lyrics

He a killer on the gram

Face to face ain't got shit to say

Shoot up my momma crib

You gon die the same day

Shoot 'em in his head

Have em bleeding out his temp fade

I just bought a 30 ima slide

For 30 days straight

I can never love a hoe

Bitch you is not my bae

I will never argue with a bitch

I aint got shit to say

Stand behind him

Bullets go straight through him

Die the same way

He said he gon kill my momma

Glad we on the same page

When I catch that bitch

Do that bitch in the worst way

Since that bitch gave you life

Kill her on her birthday

When I catach ms

Do that bitch in the worst way

Shoot that bitch in her wig

Have her bleeding through her lace

Smoke his ass When the sun rise

This that wake n bake

Tell the truth Bitch you trappin boof

That's a p of shake

I just got the drop on a opp

This my lucky day

If you not trynna crash out

Bitch stay in yo lane

Went from 0 to 100 real quick

Bitch I got that drake

Think he ape Shoot him in his chest

Now he bleeding bape

If I ever slide Put my mask on

No face no case

Tell that pussy Bag chasin

Bitch I'm really chasin bank

Plug just threw me a bag

Watch me make the front flip

28 grams of hollow tips

Bitch I'm dumping zips

Bitch I'm aiming at yo head

Better duck Better dip

I'm a player I'm a pimp

You chasing hoes You a simp nigga

I just got the drop on a opp

This my lucky day

Told him run the fade

But he a bitch He just ran away

This beyond scared straight

Put a pussy Nigga in his place

All that bitch shit you said

You just dug yo momma grave

I don't have time to find love

Bitch I'm not flava flav

If I say I love you Bitch I'm lying

You is not my bae

When the d a ask you Who did it

Bitch don't say my name

It get wicked Playing twister

Spin the block Watch me bend the drake

I just got the drop on a opp

This my lucky day

Told the sneaky link

If you kill 'em You can be my bae

I'm not worried bout no bitch Nigga

Bitch I'm getting paid

When I wake up

got my mind on the fucking pape

He a killer on the gram

Face to face ain't got shit to say

Shoot up my momma crib

You gon die the same day

Shoot 'em in his head

Have em bleeding out his temp fade

I just bought a 30 ima slide

For 30 days straight

I can never love a hoe

Bitch you is not my bae

I will never argue with a bitch

I aint got shit to say

Stand behind him

Bullets go straight through him

Die the same way

He said he gon kill my momma

Glad we on the same page