Flint Babies

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)

[Verse]
I love to see my niggas with some money, it get me motivated
I don't like to serve my lil' cousin 'cause he so damn janky
I remember I was fucked up, my lil' brother saved me
You would think I'm signed to Babyface 'cause I'm so damn wavy
The way I'm finna ball on these niggas, I feel like Tracy McGrady
Luc' got a fiend on the south look like Slim Shady
Bro got big B's on his feet, cost ten-eighty
I know my nigga head fucked up, he a Flint baby
A hundred shots in this ARP, I'll let you hold eighty
Thirty-five shots in this Glock, do you know KD?
I need a cleanin' crew, where Scats? Let me call AD
Nigga gettin' rowdy, chopstick make him take a seat
A nigga think he gettin' a free song, I make him pay a fee
Nigga, you don't get no fuckin' pussy, gotta pay a fee
Ganja Gods got some 'za in, that shit smell like feet
Them bullets got drank in that shit, he got put to sleep
I got the head from this bitch and went straight to sleep
I'm mad my bitch ain't cook nothin', I ain't got nothin' to eat
Niggas treat the money like it's nothin', that shit somethin' to me
I'm out in Cali buyin' 'bows, I used to buy beats
I got the drop on your crib like Uber Eats
Fuck a bitch every other day, I gotta change my sheets
My lil' nigga make diss songs and got rich off beef
I just bought a whole lot of 'bows, I'm finna break it down
I let my lil' cousin run the spot when I'm out of town
Dog got hit with a TEC 'cause he so damn foul
You see a flash or a red dot, you better hit the ground
I'm finna book an Airbnb, only freaks allowed
The police pulled me over, asked me why my weed so loud
That nigga snitched on his mans like Nino Brown
I'm the king of shit-talkin', I don't need no crown
Dog got smacked the fuck up for talkin' down
Fucked the bitch, made her pussy squirt, I need a towel
Bitch sucked the dick sloppy, I need a towel
Nigga want beef, I eat steaks, I be killin' cows
I be pourin' fours in my pop when I'm feelin' down
Bro seen the opps from the stage, almost shot the crowd
Niggas rap on Gramz type beats, tryna steal the sound
They ain't seen dog in a week, he in the lost and found
Madman put hands on niggas, he'll beat you down