Flows

[Intro: ???]
Oh, oh
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FBI

[Chorus: I-ZAY]
I stay on the trap, babe, diamonds shining on my watch, eh
I been fucking on your door, eh, I'm on my grind, I can't stop, eh
Niggas ain't trying to clap, eh, say you're real but you're not, eh
Life gonna make you hot, eh, I've been on this here just spinning blocks, yeah

[Post-Chorus: I-ZAY]
Oh no, niggas know my name
'Cause I let them ball
I've never been alane
Even when I could change your fraud
You lookin' at my chain 'cause you know the way it goes
She rock me like a train 'cause she see me gettin' down

[Verse 1: Ron Suno]
I got me one kitty pie, I am the money is comin'
I know that they watchin' (they're watchin')
I put my wallet on falz, my niggas be whiling through shots
And we sliding, boom!
I cannot pray we go from, we have where we serving
My niggas go find 'em
I put some as soon as you come run and you get it
My niggas gon' plough 'em
I came with the city, I shoot it, pow!
While my niggas go boom it
They sold out their mouth with they boozing
Some came back and they think I'm gon' choose 'em
I roll my mouth like it's stupid, flex everyday
And I flex on a Tuesday
She wanna play like it's 2k
I wanna fuck and I play with her coochie
Niggas say they wanna be me, I just need flex
And I make it look easy
I just cut out on all the gees, in love with the money
I think that I'm asleep

[Chorus: I-ZAY]
I stay on the trap, babe, diamonds shining on my watch, eh
I been fucking on your door, eh, I'm on my grind, I can't stop, eh
Niggas ain't trying to clap, eh, say you're real but you're not, eh
Life gonna make you hot, eh, I've been on this here just spinning blocks, yeah

[Post-Chorus: I-ZAY]
Oh no, niggas know my name
'Cause I let them ball
I've never been alane
Even when I could change your fraud
You lookin' at my chain 'cause you know the way it goes
She ride me like a train 'cause she see me gettin' down

[Verse 2: Sosa Geek]
She ride me like a tank 'cause she see me gettin' down
Everywhere I go, man you know I go the haul
Knife on me, oh you know I brought the pole
30 ballin', plead don't get 'em small
But now I'm back on a Rolls
Fuckin' all of 'em bitches
She wanna fuck of the bros
Gang, click, slash, whip, dick, grip
I ain't gettin' bit of that lip
I ain't gonna talk to no tuchis
She tryna fuck in the movies
I know that she wanna do me
What a little bitch, she a groupie
I told her I love, I geet her
She fell in love with the features
She's like, "Suno, I need to meetch ya"
I like runnin' up them features
Ey, she think that I love it but I least her
Where're bottles, my Snickers
SVO bit of features
I'm blowing up like seatures
I remember the days I didn't have it
But now I'm walking round with cabbage
And y'all wanna get and live and lavish
I see it, I look at that blast it
Eh, I see it, I look at that blast it
Eh, what? Think for the love of my fashion
I gotta get out the back end
They walk around and they cappin'
With 30 least of that matches
You go up on me and I blast it
(You go up on me and I blast it)

[Chorus: I-ZAY]
I stay on the trap, babe, diamonds shining on my watch, eh
I been fucking on your door, eh, I'm on my grind, I can't stop, eh
Niggas ain't trying to clap, eh, say you're real but you're not, eh
Life gonna make you hot, eh, I've been on this here just spinning blocks, yeah

[Post-Chorus: I-ZAY]
Oh no, niggas know my name
'Cause I let them ball
I've never been alane
Even when I could change your fraud
You lookin' at my chain 'cause you know the way it goes
She rock me like a train 'cause she see me gettin' down