FIG DIVISION FLOW (feat. S.DOLLAS The Don)

Ayo, X9 It ain't nothing to turn her out We pull up on the blade, hell yeah we poppin' out It ain't nothing to turn her out We pull up on the blade, hell yeah we poppin' out It ain't nothing to turn her out We pull up on the blade, hell yeah we poppin' out It ain't nothing to turn her out We pull up on the blade, hell yeah we poppin' out Face down, ass up That's how we like to f*ck You a hoe, bitch, bring bucks Hell yeah, it's a pimp effect I pull up right now and I get them hoes wet Like, bitch, I want that motherfuckin' check Right here on thick and gauge Hell yeah, I'ma get the sweat and like Ayy, lil' bitch, come turn around Ayy, peep out what you turn down Ayy, peekin' really is speakin Ayy, cut him up now that boy leakin Ayy, tell her if I tell her I'ma get it right I put the bitch down each and every fuckin' night I pull up on that track like I gotta get it Ten bands right now, bitch, I'm just winnin Talkin' bullshit, bitch, you ain't gettin' shit I pull up in each and eight, a new whip I'm puttin' bitches down every day cross-country I whoop my nigga Frost, bitch, and we gettin' money Bent right now, bitch, I put the bitch down And if she ain't got enough, I set her on Greyhound Guitar lined up, lined up to set her up I put the bitch on the plate, you can add it up You can add it up, bitch, wanna interview Is you a fag or what? Check it out, hoe I need a bag, mama I ain't dealin' with no fags, mama You see that present on my wrist, bitch, that's Obama I need a bag, Indian bitch, snake charmer Brown skin, I might name a karma A real 304, this game karma Niggas E.D.D. pimpin' out, you in the drought New horn thick, brought that bitch from down south S. Dollaz, Don Dollar, what you know about I show this bitch really what this fuckin' pimpin' bout