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Paroles : Flip Phone

I really came up off a flip phone
Yo b*t*h tryna eat me up until my d**k gone
I been getting rich if you wonder what I been on
So many plays, just today, now, I'm just tryna get home
You too broke for yo b*t*h, she need a rich d**k to sit on (G Major got beats)
I'm finna cop a 36 and post up until the brick gone
And I get chose from these hoes, I ain't the type to go and hit on
A n***a acting funny, I'ma cut him off and tell him, "Live on"

My neck and my wrist froze up, just like a icy
Big house, white neighbors, and I know that they don't like me
And if you think some' sweet, n***a, why don't you come try me?
Peso rapping what he living, that's why n***as wanna sign me
And I keep 2 K's, n***a, like my name is Ronnie
I got my family right in front and got my shooters right behind me
And if you talking out yo necklace, n***a, it's gon' be a homi'
I was locked up in that cell with no bail, eating johnny's
And all my n***as loyal but for Peso they'll get grimy
These jealous n***as on my tip but they money looking tiny
These n***as say they looking for me, I don't think they wanna find me
I need some Bape from Private Stock, I'm finna hit my n***a Donnie

I really came up off a flip phone
Yo b*t*h tryna eat me up until my d**k gone
I been getting rich if you wonder what I been on
So many plays, just today, now, I'm just tryna get home
You too broke for yo b*t*h, she need a rich d**k to sit on
I'm finna cop a 36 and post up until the brick gone
And I get chose from these hoes, I ain't the type to go and hit on
A n***a acting funny, I'ma cut him off and tell him, "Live on"
The first time you freeze with the gun, I need my heater back
Snitch n***a asking for fronts but I can't feed a rat
I can make a M in the hood, b*t*h, I don't need to rap
I got this dirty stick, strapped in the cut, man, this b*t*h need a bag
I'm tryna stretch a n***a out on the ground, where my feet be at
I f**k with real-deal Cartel Mexicans, where them keys be at
In the hood or the mansion, probably the only place you'll see me at
They pouring no-label drank in the cup, like, how you drinking that?
I think I burned up some dope, give it to Julo, he gon' bring it back
Put my hitter on a mission, he told me, "That's an easy task"
And if the rap sh*t die down, I'm posted where the fiends be at
I got my old plug hit my phone like, "Where the P's be at?"

I really came up off a flip phone
Yo b*t*h tryna eat me up until my d**k gone
I been getting rich if you wonder what I been on
So many plays, just today, now, I'm just tryna get home
You too broke for yo b*t*h, she need a rich d**k to sit on
I'm finna cop a 36 and post up until the brick gone
And I get chose from these hoes, I ain't the type to go and hit on
A n***a acting funny, I'ma cut him off and tell him, "Live on"