Flashbacks (feat. Yung Astro)

Aye, yeah Ahh Yeah, yeah (A-A-Ayo T, do yo magic) I'm running for the bags I'm getting hunnids, If these bitches throw it back I'm tossin' hunnids, Got a big sack in my bag, She tryna roll it, I just snatched that bitch she bad And now she hoein' Aye my squad we rollin' up Got a bottle we pourin' up Bad bitches, they showin up 4, 4s, we throwing' up Aye that bitch she poppin' beans She fuckin' on the team Goin' crazy, I let it ring Empty out the magazine B-Bitch I'm flying like a reaper, I f*ck that bitch but I don't need her She in my phone but I delete her, AZ broke boys tote them heaters Yeah these bitches got complexity, I'm mixin' up the recipe Now they wanna come next to me But why they keep on testing me? Bitch I'm choppin' and choppin' and flippin' and gettin' it All of my niggas keep runnin' and spendin' it Y'all are some goofy's, I'm flowing with synonyms Hop on the track, yeah T.S.Z. killin' it Ask if I'm down, nigga I been with it Piece it together just like its a sewing knit Best in G-town, bitch I be killing it Give me some ice cause my mouth be burnin' shit These people be talking while I'm stacking blues 10 bands in my pocket when I'm in the stu' Blast off like a rocket, goin' too the moon New album be droppin' and its comin' soon I'm running for the bags I'm getting hunnids, If these bitches throw it back I'm tossing' hunnids, Got a big sack in my bag, she tryna roll it I just snatched that bitch she bad, and now she hoein' Yung Astro on that beat so you know he's goin' hard And they calling me Yung Astro 'cause I'm shootin' for the stars, aye Back then I was trippin', I was takin' hella bars Now I'm chillin' with the team and you know we getting ours Aye flashbacks, had no bag, I had to grab that Grab that, had to get up on a fast track Fast track, started sellin' all the gas pack Fast track, see your chain then ima snatch that N-No Lightning McQueen, but we driving foreign cars And its no more Charlie shea, I ain't poppin' no more bars I ain't sipping on no lean, but we smokin' fat cigars Staying focused on this green, so you know we goin' far, yuh Snatch that, see your bitch then ima snatch that Snatch that, now she sending pics on Snapchat Snapchat, yeah you know I had to catch that Catch that, now I'm on my way to tap that I'm running for the bags I'm getting hunnids, If these bitches throw it back I'm tossing' hunnids, Got a big sack in my bag She tryna roll it, I just snatched that bitch she bad And now she hoein' Aye my squad be rollin' up Got a bottle we pourin' up Bad bitches, they showin up 4, 4s, we throwing' up That bitch she poppin' beans She fuckin' on the team Goin' crazy, I let it ring Empty out the magazine