40 Mil Flow

[Verse 1]
If a nigga try to get me i'ma pull up with the fully loaded tommy
Bape [?] niggas on my body, wheres the kamikaze when I hit the molly
Choppa singin' like Shakira got the hollow tips to if a nigga want
Yellow rims like a funyun, bitches tryna fuck a nigga for the comeup, uh
I need a bitch from Japan, uh
Runnin' my bands up
Tommy come through with the yam
Bae, please say i'm the man
I fought to the lam, they tell me don't do it again
All of my pieces be hitting, I go Jerry [?] when I hit supreme
Just copped the beam to the choppa, my work is so dirty, the licence plate clean
Niggas be acting like hoes, I don't like a nigga that play with my green
I'm so in love with Rihanna, I hear her voice when this choppa gon sing
Tell the cop, like "ha, ha, ho you can't catch me i'm too fast"
I need the auto pilot Tesla, candy paint be green as grass, yuh
I just copped the fo and spilled the whole shit on my Raf's
I was bout that home evasion, I ain't do it with no mask

[Chorus]
I got coke by the pound, dope by the ounce
Lean in my drink, bad bitches bling, when I hit the town
Stash the beam in the Rari', G's on these carti's
I got fiends in the party, when I get it started

[Verse 2]
Niggas be feeling themselves on the bars, and be hittin' licks on some occasions
Still got the plug with the acid, my diamonds white gold like I go through the sand
My rapping for dummies, i'm lost outta London
I get the best strap from the Haitians
If I get rich and if a nigga want beef, he can find a young nigga in the Canyons
I'm doing numbers, my bitch straight from [?]
My African bitch get a lot from my momma
Still in the traphouse, I sold my dilemmas
I whip like a chemist, my wife like Fionna
Rock like i'm [?], my nose in the coke
I blow like a nova, I got the snow blower
Don't fuck with [?]
And hoes like a gofer, got green like i'm Yoda

Kick a niggas door, with a fishing pool
Fendi on the loafers
Sydney wanna blow, went out got her coke
Now I whip the Rover
Bitches wanna play, every single day
Room spinnin' slower
Not bout the games, I want riches, not fame, uh
Nigga in green like a grower
Cartis on my lens
Forgiotto rims, i'm just tryna get em
Niggas loose they mind, tryna get in mind, jesus know i'm sinning
Papa told me can't let [?] bitches, still they pussies in they feelings
I got my mind on my million, on of kind i'm a [?]

[Chorus]
I got coke by the pound, dope by the ounce
Lean in my drink, bad bitches bling, when I hit the town
Stash the beam in the Rari', G's on these carti's
I got fiends in the party, when I get it started
I got coke by the pound, dope by the ounce
Lean in my drink, bad bitches bling, when I hit the town
Stash the beam in the Rari', G's on these carti's
I got fiends in the party, when I get it started