CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Falippy song 2
Bank account got six digits
Phone rings, got like ten b*t*hes
Cars in my garage are exquisite
I keep it real, man, you don't want me to be vicious
Flippy is the name, and you better watch out
F**k b*t*hes, get money, that's what I'm about
Drive around Jamestown, man, I hold it down
Yeah, you better not f**k around when I'm around
Huh? Whatchu on about?
F**k b*t*hes, get money, that's what I'm about
Find me in the South, all the lowriders bounce
When I creep around silent, I don't make a sound
Six months in the city, now a millionaire
I don't know why you hate, but I don't really care
On fire like a solar flare
I seduce all the b*t*hes, but don't call me Claire
Steady aim, my bullets will stagger you
Hit a bank truck, Paleto, and the Vault too
I can thermite, I can motherf**king hack too
Tell me who in the city can do that?
Everything you can sell for a profit, I will push that
Trap god legendary status, I'm a real cat
F**k around Jamestown, then you get your sh*t blast
Don't need big guns, my gun vintage
Bank account got six digits
Phone rings, got like ten b*t*hes
Cars in my garage are exquisite
I keep it real, man, you don't want me to be vicious
Flippy is the name, and you better watch out
F**k b*t*hes, get money, that's what I'm about
Drive around Jamestown, man, I hold it down
Yeah, you better not f**k around when I'm around
Phone rings, got like ten b*t*hes
Cars in my garage are exquisite
I keep it real, man, you don't want me to be vicious
Flippy is the name, and you better watch out
F**k b*t*hes, get money, that's what I'm about
Drive around Jamestown, man, I hold it down
Yeah, you better not f**k around when I'm around
Huh? Whatchu on about?
F**k b*t*hes, get money, that's what I'm about
Find me in the South, all the lowriders bounce
When I creep around silent, I don't make a sound
Six months in the city, now a millionaire
I don't know why you hate, but I don't really care
On fire like a solar flare
I seduce all the b*t*hes, but don't call me Claire
Steady aim, my bullets will stagger you
Hit a bank truck, Paleto, and the Vault too
I can thermite, I can motherf**king hack too
Tell me who in the city can do that?
Everything you can sell for a profit, I will push that
Trap god legendary status, I'm a real cat
F**k around Jamestown, then you get your sh*t blast
Don't need big guns, my gun vintage
Bank account got six digits
Phone rings, got like ten b*t*hes
Cars in my garage are exquisite
I keep it real, man, you don't want me to be vicious
Flippy is the name, and you better watch out
F**k b*t*hes, get money, that's what I'm about
Drive around Jamestown, man, I hold it down
Yeah, you better not f**k around when I'm around
