Flow

(0:13)

Ay. I ain't fuckin around no more

Don't fuck wit me or I'll put you on the floor

Yeah, that shit will be hardcore

E'ry one will be like; "I swear he tore through his core"

Bitch this is war

That shit I will not ignore

I'm a tank like a fucking boar

Fuck with me and the afterlife is what you'll explore

You'll be begging Satan to take you to his lair

But your traitor ass will also send up a prayer

Well your going to need it

Cuz this shit I'm bout to spit is legit

 

(0:27)

You'll never defeat my infinite wit

You're about to be on a one way to hell

Here's your fucking ticket

Because in this shit I excel

I flow through these rhymes

so majestic like a fucking gazelle

You're soft like a fucking pillow

And I'm bouta reduce you to a zero

The shit I'm bouta do might get me on death row

Ay look at your girl

Look at her blow

Look at her go

I got the flow

I got that glow

I make that dough

Pull up on your girl

And hit a woah

I look at your girl

And my trouser snake grow

You ain't even ready

This shit ain't gonna be all mellow yellow

This shit bout to get getto

but fuck it, let's go

 

(0:54)

Ay. Don't fuck with my flow

Cuz I'm bouta put on a show

You already know

But you ain't even ready to go

Can't nobody fuck up my flow

I'm ready to go

Your girl ready to blow

Your girl ready fo sho

I been snortin blow

I'm off the gas

Tigga you already know

I hit from the back

Hear that ass clap

Hear that whip crack

She ask me to loosen her strap

I say shut up bitch I'm tryin to nut

I say shut up witch go back to your hut

People look at me I'm like "what?"

I'm trying to nut in this slut, but she tryin to buck

I'm like "you tryna suck?", "you tryna fuck?", "you tryna cuck?"

"He'll never find out. Without a doubt"

 

(1:34)

Ay. I ain't fuckin around no more

Don't fuck wit me or I'll put you on the floor

Yeah, that shit will be hardcore

E'ry one will be like; "I swear he tore through his core"

Bitch this is war

That shit I will not ignore

I'm a tank like a fucking boar

Fuck with me and the afterlife is what you'll explore

You'll be begging Satan to take you to his lair

But your traitor ass will also send up a prayer

Well your going to need it

Cuz this shit I'm bout to spit is legit

 

(2:00)

You'll never defeat my infinite wit

You're about to be on a one way to hell

Here's your fucking ticket

Because in this shit I excel

I flow through these rhymes

so majestic like a fucking gazelle

You're soft like a fucking pillow

And I'm bouta reduce you to a zero

The shit I'm bouta do might get me on death row

Ay look at your girl

Look at her blow

Look at her go

I got the flow

I got that glow

I make that dough

Pull up on your girl

And hit a woah

I look at your girl

And my trouser snake grow

You ain't even ready

but fuck it, let's go

This shit just got ghetto