On the Flo

[Intro]
(Coach me, Joey)
(Okay, KMoney)

[Chorus: Molly Brazy & Vae Vanilla]
Is the swipes on the floor? Is the work in the sky?
I don't know, but the feds out here tryna indict
If the opps on the floor, is you gon' hop in and slide?
Hell yeah, I'm down to bust a bitch head with a bottle
We takin' trips to Miami, then hittin' Cali on the first
Slow down, Molly, let me get this bag off first
My bad, Vae, I'm just tryna hit the mall and splurge
Yeah, I know, let me call you back, I'm bustin' a swerve

[Verse 1: Vae Vanilla]
Phone goin' crazy, everybody want the sauce
Every bitch wanna run with the G.O.A.T., but didn't walk
Hit a hundred stores without thе cashier tryna talk
I'm just sayin', I took risks to turn myself into a boss
Got flicked onе time, heart dropped, work with me
But the nigga let me go 'cause he was tryna flirt with me
I talk in codes like we gon' hit the site and buy gloves
But my nigga ain't stupid, already know we 'bout to punch
I'll blow a loose twenty and still be comfortable
You couldn't walk a mile in my white Dior runner shoes
Run off with my bag, let the .223s fumble you
Ten on your head, I'll send a nigga out to humble you

[Chorus: Molly Brazy & Vae Vanilla]
Is the swipes on the floor? Is the work in the sky?
I don't know, but the feds out here tryna indict
If the opps on the floor, is you gon' hop in and slide?
Hell yeah, I'm down to bust a bitch head with a bottle
We takin' trips to Miami, then hittin' Cali on the first
Slow down, Molly, let me get this bag off first
My bad, Vae, I'm just tryna hit the mall and splurge
Yeah, I know, let me call you back, I'm bustin' a swerve

[Verse 2: Molly Brazy]
Cute face, but 'bout it, put a nigga on a tee
I got killers that'll run up in your house fuckin' with me
I'll fuck the check up, re-up, and go repeat
That's just a light flex, picture I do this every week
Wouldn't believe what I spent on this shirt, but didn't wear
My DMs full of niggas, I be spinnin' like a fair
You let your mans front, you ain't pay me, bitch, you embarrassed
You had the opps' addy and ain't slide, bro, you scary
This Cuban on my neck more than your petty-ass whip
Was gettin' it out the mud with ten P's we made quick
I'll blow your whole life savings in one trip
You talkin' shit, but trust I ain't the one to talk it with

[Chorus: Molly Brazy & Vae Vanilla]
Is the swipes on the floor? Is the work in the sky?
I don't know, but the feds out here tryna indict
If the opps on the floor, is you gon' hop in and slide?
Hell yeah, I'm down to bust a bitch head with a bottle
We takin' trips to Miami, then hittin' Cali on the first
Slow down, Molly, let me get this bag off first
My bad, Vae, I'm just tryna hit the mall and splurge
Yeah, I know, let me call you back, I'm bustin' a swerve