Detriot Flow (feat. LenBenoit)

Hey Len, I don't think they're ready for this one We still steppin' on niggas, We still on niggas' ass And if you thought it was over, Better go run you a check up my nigga Yeah, man I still got to run up a check . Man I still got run up a check Man I ain't even break sweat, niggas talk crazy and I f*ck around, break his neck I do a move on a hoe, like I'm DMX I do a move on a hoe, like I'm Triple X Damn, I mean Triple H You can't kick it if your ass really fake, wait Shout out to Cooks, cause he call me Mini Drake, wait I got a Mini Drac, drop to many tapes Niggas really high off vape, that's a crazy damn place, hey Hey, why you ain't let the beat breathe, bro Ha, ha, ha, ha Sick, sick, sick Okay Brody from Atlanta and he stay with that clip on I f*ck a bitch then I dip, call it slip on I change hoes like my ringtone Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah But I'm standing on a mountain, that's a climbing right at Count my money and I count it right back Had to slide on a hoe like Snapchat Didn't know her name, so I had to turn the name to hashtag They didn't even know I was blessing like a rocket What They didn't even know I had this in my pocket They didn't even know I was going up Man up, man up, man up, man up But I fade away, like Kobe on these hoes Then I fade away, like a ghost on these hoes Like a ghost on these hoes And then I fade away Okay, let me start this bitch Like I'm Kobe on these hoes I might be Jordan if I'm at the free throw I might be Jordan if I'm going to the paint But I'm Scottie when I get the ball at the free throw Nigga tied down, yeah, that shotgun free throw You need a bad bitch skinny hoe, yeah, a freak hoe Don't give a f*ck about your paper, nigga, what you made Man 7 it's been a duo, nigga, since the seventh grade Bitch, try and talk to me now, bitch, you should've stayed I got everybody in this world, yeah, make mistakes But it's Detroit flow, need a Detroit hoe I need a bad ass hoe that can't dethrone Boy, I'm throwing up the 4s, my team be throwing up them fours But she hate me Bad ass, I want to have my baby Just pay me Don't want to talk, lil' hoe, just pay me Feeling a little weird, lil' bitch, just pay me Niggas really hoes, acting bitches, yeah, they shady Ballin', nigga, T-Mac, yeah, McGrady Ballin' like McGrady, I don't need a lot of time You got 13 seconds in and out on the dime Told that hoe I can make time No trouble winning O.T. on the faceline This the money run My money been running since the sun been up Up, up, up, up Money been running since the sun been up