BC Flow 2

I told that bitch flick something Baby quit staring Caught a opp Home Alone Like where your fucking parents All my diamonds vvs And they be fucking clearing Bot try to tell me bout her day Like who be fuckin caring Just drop the roof And hit the road Something like that new McLaren E sign on my phone For the fucking whip Big v8 I Hit the gas And imma fucking dip Cho on my ass They smelt the za Straight up out the zip Think I got it flipped She ate me up All in the coupe And I gave her a tip I used to wait outside the club And now I own the vip Crown apple in my cup Lil baby wanna sip Jit know I greased your dame If he smell that on her lip Yeah yeah Why BC acting different Cause bitch I made it out I paid that debt And I don't owe a nigga favors now Dos gon get em gone And im gon get em right I left the swoo on read She talking bout I need to wife You better close your mouth I bet not have to tell you twice I don't chase the liquor Pour that shit right on some ice Imma Haitian boy Put some beans up in my rice Yeah Cut the beat off Niggas pissing me off Put my name up in your mouth I hope it taste like jirof Im the breadwinner Duck hoes be trying to feed off Damn niggas never listen I said cut beat off Yeah