Chillin Flow

You wanna make some pape, you need to grab a better bow Highs for the cheap, you can't beat this shit on the flow Subi jeans, with the galley drip, I'm just chillin' though I don't even gotta flex a gun, these lil' niggas know Took my youngins to the block, I gave his ass a O Niggas told me folksnem on some shit, I had to pass the lo Tryna make me a lil' flip like Brody passed the dope Lil' niggas on some bullshit, I gave his ass the go If I stop sellin', what would my custos do I got this shit that keep them calm, so they don't up on you Chris told me these niggas actin' sick, so I'ma up on dude Scam fam, just took us on a trip, time to re-up on food Catch me on the south passin' out, but I ain't faint, nigga Heres Cam they say my name, I'm walkin' in the bank nigga Pour it out, you sippin' grape juice, that ain't no drank , nigga We roll it up, they smell it through the bag, cause this shit stink, nigga You wanna make some pape, you need to grab a better bow Highs for the cheap, you can't beat this shit on the flow Subi jeans, with the galley drip, I'm just chillin' though I don't even gotta flex a gun, these lil' niggas know Took my youngins to the block, I gave his ass a O Niggas told me folksnem on some shit, I had to pass the lo Tryna make me a lil' flip like Brody passed the dope Lil' niggas on some bullshit, I gave his ass the go Yeah, nigga, he tryna be like him You can see my ears blingin' when the lights dim We ain't even want his head, that's why the price slim Niggas steady talkin' till they dead, just don't be like them You ain't hit, well that's a big bummer If we talk at Ps, I can get the get number Bussin out the clip, I ain't shai, you catch big thunder Playin' with your life in the dirt, we put that bitch under Take a bitch to hit some plays, she ask me, could she ride I told my other hoe, when I'm done trappin', baby, you could slide Blow exotic on the way, you know we gettin' stupid fried Hold up, I just caught another play the money never tired My lil' bro known be beefin' with the opps and they don't never hide They see us post up in the gig, we got them sticks and they don't never slide Hold up, slow it down, he finna lose his guys I don't need no niggas on my side, just watch me shoot and drive Fuckin' with my white boys, cause they coppin' bows My mans ask me for a bitch, he see me droppin' hoes I'm tryna spark the wood up, she in here droppin' clothes Caught a nigga lackin', leave em there like he stopped and posed You wanna make some pape, you need to grab a better bow Highs for the cheap, you can't beat this shit on the flow Subi jeans, with the galley drip, I'm just chillin' though I don't even gotta flex a gun, these lil' niggas know Took my youngins to the block, I gave his ass a O Niggas told me folksnem on some shit, I had to pass the lo Tryna make me a lil' flip like Brody passed the dope Lil' niggas on some bullshit, I gave his ass the go Tss Sav, Bitch