Flewed Out

歌手: City Girls Lil Baby • 专辑:City On Lock • 发布时间:2020-06-20
作词 : Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Dominique Jones/Darryl McCorkell/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
 作曲 : Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Dominique Jones/Darryl McCorkell/Kevin Gomringer/Tim Gomringer
 Married to the streets, I can't do forest
 Know some rich niggas that'd never make the Forbes list
 Still, I'll bust a move in some Jordans (Jordans)
 Make 'em take their phone, I know she tryna record me
 Flew her on the jet, I got chartered, yeah
 Half a million, now a hundred my starter kit
 Press a button on the whip and make it start up
 Everybody trappin' from the 'partment to the corridor
 I believe in God, not in karma (Karma)
Ain't ****ing with these b*****s who just looking for a comma (Comma
 Seven figure nigga, two commas (Commas)
 I been poppin' back that money so niggas even can't relate
 I been runnin' up from zeros, some shit I just gotta say
 Everybody got a job, I guess they position to hate
 I can deal when niggas talkin', as long they in they place
 I was married to the game, I'm just happy I got away
 Then I take a picture with a R in the seat
I ain't ****ing with that lil' boy, he beneath m
 I got stars watchin' over me when I'm sleep
 Shorty really love me, she just scared I'ma leave
 Give a couple thousand every time that we creep
 We ain't makin' nothin' competition, we just leasin'
Only hittin' baddies, can't be ****ing 'round with decen
B*****s tryna to get flewed out for the weekend
 I got some money I'm tryna blow, give me a reason
 You and your friend, a penthouse, Four Seasons
 You do the job, I pay the tab, we eatin'
B*****s tryna get flewed out for the weekend
 We stayin' over, I'm on mine, no sleepin'
 Get you a bag and put it up for no reason
 Pick up the cash and count it up, then we leavin'
B*****s tryna to get flewed out for the weekend
 Gotta spend a hundred if you really want it flewed out (Period)
B*****s make him pack it up and move out (Yup)
 Hair worth the last name and new house
****ing on a private my mood now (Haha
Let him eat this p***y on the G
 I'ma bust this ass like I'm strippin' in the G5
 Plenty niggas tryna hit, had to hit 'em with the deny
 Tell him that he gotta spend a bag to get a reply (Haha)
Patek the wrist, I'm such a boss b***h (Boss b***h
 My two Birkins like they don't cost shit (Cost shit)
 Suckin' him dead, he in the coffin
B*****s tsunami, Miami Dolphin (Haha)
 I got some money I'm tryna blow, give me a reason
 You and your friend, a penthouse, Four Seasons
 You do the job, I pay the tab, we eatin'
B*****s tryna get flewed out for the weekend (For the weekend)
 We stayin' over, I'm on mine, no sleepin'
 Get you a bag and put it up for no reason
 Pick up the cash and count it up, then we leavin' (Yeah)
B*****s tryna to get flewed out for the weekend (Ha, what's up?)
 JT back, trap niggas bring the blues out (Yeah)
 I was in the cell, Yung Miami gettin’ flewed out (Ah)
Put this p***y on him, make a nigga say "Ooh, ahh
 City Girls hot but my jewelry too cool
 Everybody wanna be relationship goals (Yeah)
 How they tricks, sis, we ain’t savin' these hoes (Uh-huh)
Fly a hood b***h from Miami to Melrose (Yeah
B*****s on his nose in the back of the Rolls (What's up?)
 Post up the food but don’t post the nigga (Nah)
 Post up the bag but don’t post the spender (No)
 Kiss and you tell? I’ma suspend you (Bye)
Free game but this p***y expensive (Period
 I got some money I'm tryna blow, give me a reason
 You and your friend, a penthouse, Four Seasons
 You do the job, I pay the tab, we eatin'
B*****s tryna get flewed out for the weekend
 We stayin' over, I'm on mine, no sleepin'
 Get you a bag and put it up for no reason
 Pick up the cash and count it up. then we leavin'
B*****s tryna to get flewed out for the weekend
B*****s tryna get flewed out for the weekend
B*****s tryna get flewed out for the weekend
B*****s tryna get flewed out for the weekend
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