Flip Phone

[Chorus]
I really came up off a flip phone (Brrd)
Yo bitch tryna eat me up until my dick gone (Yeah)
I been getting rich, if you wonder, what I been on (Peso)
So many plays, just today, now, I'm just tryna get home (Yeah)
You too broke for yo bitch, (G Major got beats), she need a rich dick to sit on
I'm finna cop a 36 and post up until the brick gone (Yeah)
And I get chose from these hoes, I ain't the type to go and hit on (Nah)
A nigga acting funny, I'ma cut him off and tell him, "Live on" (Go)

[Verse 1]
My neck and my wrist froze up, just like a icy (Icy)
Big house, white neighbors, and I know that they don't like me (Fuck 'em)
And if you think some sweet, nigga, why don't you come try me? (Come on)
Peso rapping what he living, that's why niggas wanna sign me (Yeah)
And I keep 2 K's, nigga, like my name is Ronnie
I got my family right in front and got my shooters right behind me
And if you talking out yo necklace, nigga, it's gon' be a homi' (Fah)
I was locked up in that cell with no bail, eating Johnny's (Yeah)
And all my niggas loyal but for Peso they'll get grimy (Brrah)
These jealous niggas on my tip but they money looking tiny (Small)
These niggas say they looking for me, I don't think they wanna find me (Huh?)
I need some Bape from Private Stock, I'm finna hit my nigga Donnie (Yeah, Peso Peso)

[Chorus]
I really came up off a flip phone (Brrd)
Yo bitch tryna eat me up until my dick gone (Yeah)
I been getting rich, if you wonder, what I been on (Peso)
So many plays, just today, now, I'm just tryna get home (Yeah)
You too broke for yo bitch, she need a rich dick to sit on
I'm finna cop a 36 and post up until the brick gone (Yeah)
And I get chose from these hoes, I ain't the type to go and hit on (Nah)
A nigga acting funny, I'ma cut him off and tell him, "Live on" (Go)

[Verse 2]
The first time you freeze with the gun, I need my heater back (Get)
Snitch nigga, asking for fronts, but I can't feed a rat (Nope)
I can make a M in the hood, bitch, I don't need to rap
I got this dirty stick, strapped in the cut, man, this bitch need a bag (Bah)
I'm tryna stretch a nigga out on the ground, where my feet be at
I fuck with real-deal Cartel Mexicans, where them ki's be at (Bird)
In the hood or the mansion, probably the only place you'll see me at (Yeah, yeah)
They pouring no-label drank in the cup, like, how you drinking that?
I think I burned up some dope, give it to Julo, he gon' bring it back
Put my hitter on a mission, he told me, "That's an easy task" (Yeah)
And if the rap shit die down, I'm posted where the fiends be at (Peso Peso)
I got my old plug, hit my phone like, "Where the P's be at?" (Peso Peso)

[Chorus]
I really came up off a flip phone (Brrd)
Yo bitch tryna eat me up until my dick gone (Yeah)
I been getting rich, if you wonder, what I been on (Peso)
So many plays, just today, now, I'm just tryna get home (Yeah)
You too broke for yo bitch, she need a rich dick to sit on
I'm finna cop a 36 and post up until the brick gone (Yeah)
And I get chose from these hoes, I ain't the type to go and hit on (Nah)
A nigga acting funny, I'ma cut him off and tell him, "Live on" (Go)