Top Songs By FlickDaWhipUp
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Flym9neyc0untup
Künstler:in
c0Unt
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
fly money count
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
99LA
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
I say these **** better not-
Don't do it, don't do it
Don't like
Better not, better not do it
I say these **** better not like
Ain't never took too long, tryna switch my pose, I dirty that bitch up fast
And I already took too long, tryna hit this hole, now I'm sending a home in the cab
**** know he's dead wrong, tryna switch his load, caught his ass, tryna get on the flight
Bro ain't want nobody else, tryna sit with he pulled, caught his ass, tryna spit on the paint
They never nothing like us when they hit that cut, but them **** ain't doing it right
Uh, it's half a body sitting here on this gun, I don't know if he did yet
Half a body sitting here on this gun, fuck **** don't run, I clap at a redneck
I bought you to go play with your son on the way to the slums, I ain't even get ready yet
It's a dick bitch, I'm stuck out a ton, since you have my son, I ain't even get here yet
Caught his ass in a stool, trying to put my little bro on the song, now I'm clapping the hits yet
We really knocking off noodles, I'm swinging this bitch out the front of the back of the dreadhead
I remember back in this grade, I was just robbing **** for weed, now I popped a prescription
He's the same **** we caught with XD when I spent that block, he popped up limping
I'm in a trap all week with a pot next to me, trying to learn how to lock up grates
I just been dumping the dance so long, I'm hurting my hand, got a locked up wrist
I be outside with a Drac', last **** try to climb my gate, gotta watch my fence
We just took 12 on the chase, thinking about logging out of my page 'fore they watch my shit
I'ma ball out the back of the van, fuck boy better pick out the pace 'fore I box his ass
They ain't got no music taste, I don't even know why they'll play his washed-up ass, man
These **** be gettin' clapped up by trees
Better watch they man, 'cause they do it, they're flies
**** that said it was beefy, got left in the street, I ain't even know that it was tension
Right after third period
I'm tryna escape school, smoke weed, I ain't even tryna go to detention
When they caught us out, they turned dude to lose fleet
Buddy, I better stay out the mix
I think half of these **** be rattin' for the police
Me, I be doin' this shit for the training
Never had no rank out here, get spanked out
Everybody out through that shit for a bitch
On the high speed chase, but I already got off the whip
I spell from 12-0 and rap shit
He on the high speed chase, but he already got out of jail when his ass a rat
My lil' bro do it, do it, he'll pop out, do it again, there's lots of facts
Man, these **** don't do it, if you was gonna do it, go do it again, I'll give you respect
Brother, I'm finna do it, if I'm finna do it, then you finna do it, you doin' it next
I don't think he'll do it, but he really did it
They say when I do it, I do it the best
I be so high off Percocets, brother, I could've flew in this bitch on the jet
I be so high off Percocets, brother, I could've flew in this bitch on the jet
I be so high off Percocets, ****, I could've came in this bitch on the boat
But he a lame in this bitch, so as soon as he came in this bitch, his ass got choked
****, foenem, grab his ass by the neck
You hear me? Take his J, take his everything off him, ****
It's counting, I do it, really do it
Foenem
Written by: fly money count