Correction Lyrics Flocky Flocky by Don Toliver

Featuring(s) : Travis Scott

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[Travis Scott]
Two cups man

[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Tasting cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hundred I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
I pull up there with M's, I'm back on whenever
Got a flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (Yeah)
I'll be back in the morning
I'll be back in the morning
She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it
She flocky flocky, I'm whatever you call it (Yeah)
Go sell your stuff but I won't leave til' the mornin'
Señorita got me goin' and goin' (Yeah)

[Don Toliver]
You got a lot of questions
I got hella answers for you
Movin' in silence
Got me movin' careful
Got me movin' together
You wasn't there for me
Girl, if you love me don't stare at me

[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Yeah
Tasting cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hundred I ain't see the dash, oh
I got my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
Yeah (Woo)

[Travis Scott]
Blessings on blessings, I'm drownin' all in 'em, I'm havin' a scoop (Yeah)
Top of the top and I'm leadin' the chart 'cause I'm still off the boo, uh (Let's go)
Yeah, you walk away in shake, them macarenas (Cha-cha)
I took her far away, to Lithuania (It's lit)
I keep a place to bait, to tune your brain up (Uh)
She stuff her face in cake, no way it's- (Safe)
She said "Yo where's the safe"
Glocks and handles (Alright)
Glocks and Cougars
Got guns, now you tucked
Lockin' that juicer (Woo)
Lawyers and shooters (Woo, woo)
Are they gon' prove stuff? Right from my two, yeah
It's in my hanister (Yeah), I ain't a rooster
I fucked and hit the dash, yeah, I'm changin' routes, yeah (Straight up)
She left in my tracksuit and my one's, I gave her new bucks
Bought a pint with the EDD, I swear you doin' too much

[Don Toliver & Travis Scott]
Tasting cotton candy, hit the gas, oh
I'm doin' a hundred I ain't see the dash, oh
I count my blessings, know I'm movin' fast
I pull up there with M's (Skrt), I'm back on whenever
Got a flight in the morning, a flight to New Orleans (Yeah)
I'll be back in the morning (Yeah-yuh)
I'll be back in the morning
She steady tweakin' off whatever you call it (Tweak, tweak)
She flocky flocky, I'm whatever you call it (Yeah)
Go sell your stuff but I won't leave til' the mornin'

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