Chronic Flow

200,000 I spent on some metal Diamonds be bustin', they ride out the Bezel

I'm breakin' the back down like she pressin' metal

My rollie too icy, it's changin' the season Goin' too fast, so this bitch think I'm speedin

She suck me dry, shawty turn' to a demon I can race all my whips, we can start with

the demon, I cannot speak on the shit that I did

Bitches fuckin' the gang, but ain't raising they kids wanna talk on the gang, we gon' put out a hit

Sendin' all of my niggas on God, they don't miss

Double cup of this wocky, I'm feelin' relaxed Caught a opp tryna run, now he holdin' his back

Bitch, I came to the top, I won't ever go back

And we hit a headshot, we ain't gotta spin back