FLUSHPIPE!

[Intro: Sad Frosty, DC The Don & Burger Man]
Astro on the beat
Uh-huh
Ayy, turn that shit up, MXTT
Trademark!
Turn that shit up, bro
Goddamn
A-A-Astro got it running
Ayy

[Verse 1: Sad Frosty]
Back from the Gulag, I'm turnt up (Okay)
Reach for my fake xan and you gettin' burnt up (Bitch)
We takin' no handout, bitch, I had to earn some (Ayy)
Shut the fuck up when I speak, you might learn some
Ayy, came in the game, got his bitch on lock (Uh-huh)
Easy bread from my hoodie, Baped down to the socks
I done bought all the forces, I don't know what to cop
Bought cool kicks out, now they gotta restock (Okay)
Ask a bitch, "Why so serious?"
Wanna fuck first, is she curious?
Do not disturb, why she furious?
Want me to fuck her, I think she delirious (Okay, what?)
Told my brodie, fuck checkers this chess
I'ma run up a milli' till Frosty the best (Ayy)
They was ridin' in Hondas, now I'm in a jet
With my tеam, we shoot up like I play for the Nеts (Pussy)
I'ma Vet' in this bitch, call up big Teezo, put lead in his shit (Yeah)
If I wanna quit rapping, start streaming on Twitch (Huh?)
She said I'm a legend but [?] (Thottie)
Walk right into labels, we don't gotta pitch (Pussy)
Lost my lil' bro to some street shit (What?)
Lost my grandpa, I couldn't even eat, shit (Goddamn)
My own cousin told me I wouldn't be shit (Huh?)
But I dropped, there's no help, on some G Shit (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Burger Man]
You best watch your mouth when my bro packin'
'Cause he get to poppin' and toe tagging (Yup)
So you better duck when that pole blastin' (Uh-huh)
Or just get to runnin' like Bo Jackson (Vroom, vroom)
And none of y'all ready for violence (Nope)
So you can just stop with bumpin' (Cut it out)
'Cause we not with none of that fakin' shit (Uh-uh)
That chopper gon' kick like we puntin' (Puntin')
And your girl on my dick, I'm not frontin' (Okay)
'Cause she know how Burger be comin' (She do)
This lumber I pack got her runnin' (Uh-huh)
But baby girl, wait, 'cause I'm cummin' (Oh no)
See all of these rappers my sons (Yup)
I'm a rapper and dapper in one (For sure)
I'm a capper, you actor, I'm not for the laughter
You niggas be flapping your gums
Bitch

[Verse 3: Big Teezo, BigChildSupport]
Shit, I came from the dirt, I'm a lethal dropper
They be askin' why Teezo stay with a chopper (Ayy)
You won't catch me alone like Macaulay Culkin
Tee' put bread on your head, I'm a head popper (Ayy)
On your phone with your bitch, she the head doctor
Close that door, pussy boy, know the feds watchin'
Why he actin' like that? He a fed, probably
(Yeah, we spot him, got him, and red dot him)
Shit, I'm back and I'm better than ever
I be drippin' no matter the weather (Ayy)
Need more green in my salad, I'm extra (Ayy, ayy)
Bunch of hoes in this house like Hugh Heffner (Ayy, ayy)
Bunch of gold in my mouth, this shit pressure (Ayy, ayy)
And I swear, I won't fold under pressure (Ayy, ayy)
And I'm ten toes, the maximum effort (Ayy, ayy)
And I keep me a stick, a beretta
And I got me a bitch like Heretta (Yeah)
Yeah, you got shots, but my shawty better
With my broke nigga, his can is special
Up that bitch and he fold like a pretzel (He did)
Yeah, these niggas cap like they wrestle (Ayy, ayy)
Red dot on your face like a freckle (Yeah, ayy)
Name on his bullet to make him feel special (Purport, purport, purport)

[Verse 4: BigChildSupport]
Too many sticks in this bitch
So we walked in his trap, now he giving it up (Yeah, he giving it up)
Yeah, he dissin' my brothers, we stuck in the field for these bitches
Who see clout, now they tryna fuck (Yeah, they tryna fuck)
[?] but we is not lackin'
I got me a .40 and, trust me, it's tough (It's tough)
Niggas play gangster, but he wanna tweak up in here (Yeah)
Like an angel, we liftin' him up (Yeah)
Niggas be hatin', they not on that block and they not what they seem (Uh-huh)
I got that Glock .40 with the beam (Baa)
Kick door, juggin' shit with the team (Uh)
Count a stack baby nigga, for the green (Uh)
Chopstick, mop, nigga, Mr. Clean (Get mopped)
Then turn him upside down, Stranger Things (What?)
Niggas really pussy out here, panther pink (Uh)
I don't really like rap, serving fiend

[Verse 5: ImDontai]
Drip is immaculate, shawty, what's happenin'?
Come fuck with me and I'll show you what splashin' is
Slid to the crib soon as she got the noti'
I'm up in that pussy, it's wet, like I'm boating
Woahty, woahty, dick in her throaty
I'm hot in the booth, I ain't talkin' 'bout voting
She pull out her titties and I'm motor-boating
I'm brr-brr-brr-doh-da-ding, I wasn't joking!

[Verse 6: Quadeca]
I been goin' crazy, like I'm Howie Mandel up in Wuhan
(What's that?) If you can't tell, it's my new song
(I run past) Bitches can't sell, takin' too long
Had to tell 'em all, "Farewell, better move on"
Got it in my hanker, where else would I put it?
Did it how I planned, they lookin' stressed that they couldn't
Didn't understand, I put my tickets on the menu
Say your tickets on the 'Gram, you gettin' shelved what you put in
Uh, okay, uh
I'ma have to find your lovin' wife and have consensual intercourse
Right between her legs is my hypothetical dinner course
Hit after hit, I'm professional in the sport
Okay, better check in the next reports
I just hop up in a jet to the next resort
Why they hate? Well, I guess it's the best retort
Tired of carrying, I guess I need neck support

[Verse 7: KESHORE]
Hahaha, yeah (Yeah)
Big booty and it come with the punani (Uh-huh)
Shirt off, and she call me her man candy (Uh-huh)
Big nine, well, I feel like a real caddie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rim niggas all comin' with [?] (Ayy)
Shawty from Texas, lookin' like Sandy (Hahaha)
Lookin' for knots, you know where to find me (Uh, uh-huh)
Real cool nigga, it's all perfect timing (Yeah, yeah)
Foot rolls, so I need an alignment
Cool nigga, I ain't [?]
Jiggy like me, I know you wanna copy (Uh, ooh)
King of the court, I'm shootin' the top (Ooh)
The real G, so you that I'm ridin' (Ooh)
All cream how my wallet be slimin' (Ooh)
Asterisk if you all wanna try me (Yeah)
Bean bag with it, you know that it's diamond (Uh-huh)

[Verse 8: DC The Don]
Hey, hi
Hello, my name is DC, I'm a motherfuckin' animal (Yeah)
I got Bape on my feet and, yes, bitches are frosties
My teeth full of fuckin' mechanicals (Yeah)
I just fucked that bitch, international
Niggas in Paris, this shit really casual (Yeah)
And she suck dick like that bitch was a Danimal (Yeah)
And she like meat, I turn her to a cannibal, ayy, it's a no-no (What?)
I just spent thirty in Soho
My bro got a chopstick, we sick of these hobos (Ayy)
Bitch, it's OUTLAW on the motherfuckin' logo
Go 'head, take a photo, I'm walkin' in slo-mo
Ayy, what these niggas finna do? Ayy
Niggas finna split, round two, ayy, woke up in a really bad mood, ayy
Niggas better step right before they get their shit blew
Niggas slept in the club and woke up on the news
Wah!

[Verse 9: Sad Frosty]
TWG, we could never get lasered (Yeah)
Fuck the petty-ass disses, I could never let 'em phase (Bitch)
And the Frosty in the bitch, I need a [?] on the [?] (Ayy)
Flush the pussy down the drain if he ever tryna play me (Okay)
'Cause, bitch, I'm the best, I won't settle for less (Yeah)
If he say he want smoke, better come with a vest (Pew-pew)
All that nonsense y'all talkin', please give it a rest
In the back with a ray gun, might shoot at his chest (Okay)

[Outro]
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