700 Flow

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I got a gun, why the fuck would I run

Elimination, leave the fuck nigga done Her ass fat, I'm tryna get in her buns

I'm chasin' money, tryna get me a ton I'm chasin' money, tryna find me a play

They clickin' up, I think them fuck niggas gay Balenciagas put that shit on

My bae She get whatever she want if she do what I

say I just pulled up on the gang with some Zaza

Whole gang havin' we smoking exotic Zaza, have you real high like a pilot

I don't want her, cause that pussy got mileage I put myself in this drip, no stylist

Nigga be hoes, on god no cap Turn that shit off, he cap in his raps

Speak on the gang and get took off the map Map, map, map