Lyrics: Big drop 
Wrist watch 
Bitch still in them flip flops 
Bugged car Tapped home 
Still call on the flip phone 

Big drop 
Wrist watch 
Bitch still in them flip flops 
Bugged car Tapped home 
Still call on the flip phone 

Big drop 
Piss pot 
Take me back To dis spot 
Big qwop on the glock 
Wont catch me on tik tok 

Verse 1 
Fuck Bill gates he’s just a fuckin bitch Making money gettin rich Motterolla hit my sitch 
Keypad wit the click 
Ski mask I’m in this shit
Bout to hit a fuckin lick
If I rob you then it’s quick 
Big buidness in this shit 
Makin M’s for da clique 
Gettin cash really fast 
You know my flip phone always last 

I got this battery never on charge
Wire me money you payin me large 
I payinwith cash and I ain’t usin no card 
I keep a SIM still stashed in my rolla 
I got 4 wheels and I call it Corolla 
I see my old bitch she pushin a strolla

FLIPFONE (Prod. Sen)

Mix, mastered & recorded at Outasightmusic. I do not own this beat.

Pump 93 Prod By [kayGW Beats]

*SOLD*xxxtentacion type beat

xxxtentacion type beat

lyrics

______________________________________

2 tabs on my tongue now i’m seeing colors
tell me that’s yo girl you don’t even love her
i just want my cheese i ain’t even studder
counting up my green like i need a mower

plug call in the work damn he need a chauffeur 
late night hydro i’m a sinners lover
i’m running from your soul straight to another
i guess that kush coma is my only brother

bitch i push the work i don’t need a stroller
i lost myself and found it in the xanax gutter
raf all on my feet mixed girl like my jeans
damn i love my girl she is so unique

i’m out here getting stoned we ain’t off the blow
the coppers on my tail i feel al capone
off white on my sleeve wang up on my fleece
i ain’t even tryna flex i’m tryna rest in piece

baby girl you love me then get on yo knees
i put my bitch in off white like a referee
i’m real chill chill chill but don’t test me
my fit chill chill chill like wayne gretzky

you in yo feels feels you can’t bless me
i’m playing super smash with my besties
girl i drive the work you try to sext me
i don’t want no texts i want the neck please

2 tabs on my tongue now i’m seeing colors
tell me that’s yo girl you don’t even love her
i just want my cheese i ain’t even studder
counting up my green like i need a mower

baby girl you love me then get on yo knees
i put my bitch in off white like a referee
i’m real chill chill chill but don’t test me
my fit chill chill chill like wayne gretzky

bitch i get the sack i don’t never fumble
5 hoes in my bed like a royal rumble 
keep a hundred g’s with my soccer tee
she wan minaj with me kick it soccer team

bitch i’m off the liquor like Gillespie
if you want a feat i want a check please
did this on my own damn that’s perplexing
we been disconnected need to press sync

wayne gretzky iceman ❄️ [prod. donnie katana]

GET THE PACK

prod by https://soundcloud.com/noragami_beats ($cxndal)
OFFICIAL VIDEO
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SO-v92Dq9zs
OUT NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS
https://smarturl.it/nohxrman

No Access

HXRMAN - NO ACCESS *VID IN DESCRIPTION* (prod $cxndal)

DRUG MONEY

*old*
I See peace inside of my dreams
Then Start to think if it’s something that I could achieve 
But soon awake to the same hell i know i can’t leave
realise all the lies I been telling myself 
Say goodbye to my loved ones then hang from the roof of the house
These pussies been at it for years yet still aint figured it out
made my first rack and invested in gear moved it around now the cash come quick 6 digits in my account
Still Pop oxy snort coke bitch im ducking out
Geeking off these 30’s my bitch want me I can’t fuck her now
I got that dope dick she already know it  ain’t coming out
Im not one to fuck around just get straight to the point
Mind gone on a half gram money rolling in but I ain’t care
I don’t need stacks I just need to relax in the back of my shed with a pack of them woods Tightly rolled with that medical grade kush bitch you know what’s good
You fucking with the young white cracker now toe to toe I know you won’t, call for back up now
Cuz you got a fright when i pulled my weapon out
Leave you like “what the fuck just happened, how?” 
Ya got caught slippin so ya clapped 6 feet down 
You Died with a frown you ain’t die with no crown
Dying by yaself bleeding out on tha ground
This game a fucking bitch if you don’t play it right then jit just quit.

[PROD. WRYYTHE]

FLIPFONE (Prod. Sen)

Slacko

Related tracks