Young F.L.Y. - B2b

My phone keep ringing
My Plays keep callin
I pick up bullshit say I'm coming I'm stallin
I pick up where I fell off back 2 ballin
Mandatory I get it Joseph Stalin
I cannot relate to you pussy ass niggas y'all all in y'all feelings y'all broke n I see it
I stack my money up all to ceiling
Play the hide out bomb gone then I'm peeling
Pull up wit the cash thumbin n peelin
No Marvin Gay I receive sexual healin
Backwood get me blunted the feelin
Is mutual fuck you bitch niggas
I'm gettin felatio while countin figures
I'm shopping online n you niggas
You can't keep up wit me
Saw a whole lotta racks ni it's up wit me
We cannot vibe different frequencies
I pick up knock her down frequently
Got the block locked down from A to Z
Whole hood on fire - like it Hades
She want the dick I made her say Please
That's ya main hoe callin me daddy

Pull up beat then peelin

I pass go collect and I'm taxin you niggas
Behind dese dead niggas I have no feelings
I gotta get it so I can flip it
Blow out 5 like the Olympics
Life's a bad bitch that I'm pimpin

Back 2 back nigga whatcha want
Come get it nigga for it's all gone it's payday
I'm bussin down the whole zone big fish feel like Al Capone nigga

Written by:
Tyler Walker

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