Flip Phone

[Intro: Big Yavo]
See, I been fly (Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav, for sure)
'Fore I walked in the booth, I been high (For sure, yeah)
Say (I might take your ho)

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Look, two things I love to do is get that money and put that shit on (Get that money and put that shit on, for sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone (For sure)
I wake up and brush my teeth (For sure), grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Let's go)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish

[Verse 1: Big Yavo]
Bitch, I be ballin' like I'm Stewie (The mall)
That peso language, I speak fluent (For sure)
And she claim she don't sell pussy, but for that check, she gon' just do it (Yeah)
Ayy, that money, I get to it (Get to it)
Ayy, that money, I thumb through it (I thumb it)
And I'm in love with that Glock, but FN lighter just like fluid (That bitch lighter, gang)
Just found out that she a slut (I just found), but all my partners said they knew it (They said it, woah)
Yeah, Rylo say she been one (One), know she a ho, so we run through her (Run)
Ayy, and get that, let me run it back (Let me run it back)
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout a running back (A running back)
These niggas shoot in the air like we running track (Oh, nah)
Nigga, I ain't tuckin' no chain, ain't know none of that (Say, oh, nah)
Ayy, this Wockhardt, not no cognac (Cognac)
I know you a groupie, ho, where your phone at? (Ayy, where it at?)
I made ten K, yeah, just this morning (This morning)
In love with the money, shit got me moaning (Me moaning)
When I count it, shit make me horny (Sure did)
Load up, let's spin with titties and dicks (Grrah)
When I spot 'em, hop out and I shoot me a flick (Hop out)
Hold that bitch with two hands (Grrt), that's how you hit 'em with switch (Grrt)

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Two things I love to do is get that money and put that shit on (For sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone (Cop a, let's go)
I wake up and brush my teeth, grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Put that Cart' on)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish, ayy

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
Sent the bitch grandma in Walgreens for mud use (I just did)
I ain't romantic, lil' ho, don't touch me, I been like this since Hug juice (Yeah, yeah)
Been like this since frozen cups
Sixty-five in, don't fill the whole drum up
Auntie and cousin boosters, no, they not no soccer moms, so a plug a goal for us
They hidin', they on they block with it
Bullets flying, we in the cockpit
They tryna slide, he murked his dog by accident, they think the opps did it (Think the opps did it)
Runnin' the wrong way
Seen stick-ups turn to shakedowns, get a cool spot, know your phone straight (Your phone good)
Dissin' 'cause he safe, he ain't no opp, his ass a home plate
Mobile, we'll jugg somethin', we ain't learn to scam (No)
I'm with Yavo, like a chef who can't cook, he straight Birmingham (Straight Birmingham)
His bitch might, "You up?" We fuck, she screamin' loud, but we be on the hush
Never shot a fully, take that switch out his hand 'fore he shoot one of us

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Look, two things I love to do is get that money and put that shit on (Get that money and put that shit on, for sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone (For sure)
I wake up and brush my teeth (For sure), grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Let's go)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish, ayy
Two things I love to do is get that money and put that shit on (Get that money and put that shit on, for sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone (For sure)
I wake up and brush my teeth (For sure), grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Let's go)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish, ayy