Ahhh

Flaaa

Do yo thang, yeah

Diamond rangs, yeah

I fuck that bitch and then I pour up that Green Day, yeah

I get fly, take no pic, that′s everyday, yeah

Get my 556 'cause I know it don′t change on me

The way I walk on beats, I do that shit so gracefully

Got high as fuck, don't think that I can even aim the piece

I got more whips than the whole damn travel agency

Way that bread come in, I feel just like a bakery

I'm ballin′ too damn hard, I think they called a flagrant on me

And I just fuck that bitch and dip, no need to stay up on that street

I′m kickin' mud up in that bitch like I been rockin′ soccer cleats

The four-door windows tinted, I'm up in it, sendin′ shots at him

No pictures, that's off limits, y′all don't get it

I got so much cheese

Blah, hehehe, blaa, bleh

Haga

(That's how I′m doin′, yeah)

Flaaa

Do yo thang, yeah

Diamond rangs, yeah

I fuck that bitch and then I pour up that Green Day, yeah

I get fly, take no pic, that's everyday, yeah

I been switchin′ up my moods lately

Switchin' coupes lately

What you doin′, let me switch up

Yo damn shoes, baby

I get fly as shit, but that's just old news, baby

Got so many sticks, don′t know which one to choose lately

Hop out that plane with the cash like Robert Rackstraw

Pull up, I'm flamin' that shit, I fuckin′ blast off

Shoot that shit, I got no aim assist, I know I track y′all

We make money, we make paper

If you say you love me, please don't change up

We make money, we make paper

Flaaa

Bleh

If you say you love me, please don′t change up on me, on me, flaaa

Do yo thang, yeah

Diamond rang, yeah

Fuck my bitch and then I pour up that Green Day, yeah

Flaaa