Album Cover 50 Cal Flow

50 Cal Flow

Cavy

7

Yuh

Bow down, ′bout to get it, pow pow

Fuck around with the 50 Cal FlowDrop that ass all down to the floor

Packing a bowl

Only want one, but I'm tapping ′em both

Half of the coast better back in the boat

Tapping 'em both with a bullseye view

So fine when I run up in the booth

Steeze of a gentleman, I'm off in the pool

Fuck what you think of me, I finna bounce

I been around with the boys in my town

Flex, about to ball at the festival

Sex and alcohol, we the best to call

God damn, we the man from the badland

Pack bands, Van Damme with the backhand

From the pack man

Yeah, motherfucker better get a can scan now

So, I′m yelling Geronimo, pouring up shots

Do it so natural, filling my guap

They see all this green, now they calling me hot like jalapeño

Bow down, ′bout to get it, pow pow

Fuck around with the 50 Cal Flow

Drop that ass all down to the floor

Packing a bowl

Only want one, but I'm tapping ′em both

Stack in the bathtub

Piff in the Backwood

Finna rack up, fuck living like a bum

Cinnamon and rum any minute I'mma pump

We don′t fuck with you people

Mia Khalifa, Selena, or Bieber, second I think you should bring up Selena

But nobody else, don't care if you Jesus

Fuck out my house, I don′t fuck with you neither

Bow down, 'bout to get it, pow pow

Fuck around with the 50 Cal Flow

Drop that ass all down to the floor

Packing a bowl

Only want one, but I'm tapping ′em both

Talk that shit when I park that whip

Spark that shit

Light up the napalm with a face card

Said I woulda made a come back

Funk with the rugrat, gold on my neck fat

Fuck that, I′mma tuck that

Where the buck at, boy?

You basic

Wasted

I'm way too smooth like latex

No safe sex, woulda fucked your bitch

But I′d rather foreplay with the pay cheques

Wasted

Bulldog for the bacon, sign that paper, dot it

Celebrity status, I got it

A label ain't nothing but problems

I swear that I been at the bottom

This 50 Cal Flow is the reason I′m balling