Beach Flow (Intro)

I've Lost so much I've gained so much in time I Realize I don't give a f*ck Flag on the play imma call it Get it off me like it's antibiotic And my gun shoot like my arm is bionic my nigga im Weight pushing Haters be lurking well keep looking Run up on me then im left hooking Need me a shawty that stay cooking Good looking Bitch imma demon Bitch imma God Bitch imma Heathen I beat the odds Balling 4 seasons Not at the mall She wanna eat Open her jaw You wanna spin Well I flick ya off Weed allergy Be making me cough They got the syrup We gonna pour up Everyone know that we taking off Everyone know that we gonna pour up Knock at the door like bro where my hoe at? Bro I don't she tired like 4 flats We in the bed take picture like Kodak She wanna ride on my horesman like bojak She get low just like Walmart with the rollback Pass her the strap in the whip i said hold that (Shut up bitch) I said hold that Make so much money see it in my dreams I do my rock, I do my lean Sliding on will I pull up with a beam F*ck with the gang, f*ck with the team Bitch imma demon Bitch imma God Bitch imma Heathen I beat the odds Balling 4 seasons Not at the mall She wanna eat Open her jaw You wanna spin Well I flick ya off Weed allergy Be making me cough They got the syrup We gonna pour up Everyone know that we taking off