808 Mafia
God flow (Don!)
Bout to put hands on these niggas
Said I'm bout to put hands on these niggas
God flow shit
Everywhere I go, they know I rep my hood with pride
Come to business, all the feelings, they get put aside (put aside)
Clear the f*ckin' parkin' lot, when my hood arrive (clear the lot)
I heard another opp was shot, that nigga should have died (should have died)
Yeah we steady warring, but we ready for 'em (ready)
Ain't no callin' quits, we already swarmin' (swarm)
Bitches a parade, go and get confetti for 'em (get confetti for 'em)
When I'm in the A they got them FN's ready for him
Bitches with fake asses, yeah I got a fetish for 'em (I got a fetish)
When I shoot my shot, just know I got a Reggie for him (I got a Reggie for him)
Don't off me no cup, my nigga I'm already pouring (I'm already pouring)
Don't offer me a slut, my nigga she already boring (she already boring)
Gelato packs, on the road, when I be touring (touring)
A lot of straps (straps), at the shows, when I'm performing
They want me to be history and I'm already knowing (I'm already knowing)
But I'm claiming victory, my VV's steady glowing
(God flow, nigga)
I should be worshipped in this generation (in this generation)
Remove the curtains, let 'em witness greatness (let 'em witness greatness)
See a junkie and I feel a sensation
'Come to trappin, yeah it's still a temptation
Spin the block and find an opp, let's play elimination (let's play elimination)
Pussies gettin' popped, bullets do the penetrating (do the penetrating)
I feel sorta like Picasso, all these bitches painting (all these bitches painting)
I come through with the top low and the system cranking
Yeah (Yeah)
Who you with?
We gon be the winning team no matter who you pick
We are not them niggas that you wanna root against (Nah, nah)
We too legit (Too legit)
We too legit (Too legit)
I just bought another pint (Pint!)
Who wanna sip? (Who wanna sip?)
LA for another night (Night!)
Who on the list? (Who on the list?)
My pinky ring got flooded with ice (Ice!)
Who wanna kiss it? (Who wanna - mwah!)
Take my shit you lose my life (Yeah)
Who wanna risk, nigga? (Yeah)
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808 Mafia
God flow (Don!)
Bout to put hands on these niggas
Said I'm bout to put hands on these niggas
God flow shit
Everywhere I go, they know I rep my hood with pride
Come to business, all the feelings, they get put aside (put aside)
Clear the f*ckin' parkin' lot, when my hood arrive (clear the lot)
I heard another opp was shot, that nigga should have died (should have died)
Yeah we steady warring, but we ready for 'em (ready)
Ain't no callin' quits, we already swarmin' (swarm)
Bitches a parade, go and get confetti for 'em (get confetti for 'em)
When I'm in the A they got them FN's ready for him
Bitches with fake asses, yeah I got a fetish for 'em (I got a fetish)
When I shoot my shot, just know I got a Reggie for him (I got a Reggie for him)
Don't off me no cup, my nigga I'm already pouring (I'm already pouring)
Don't offer me a slut, my nigga she already boring (she already boring)
Gelato packs, on the road, when I be touring (touring)
A lot of straps (straps), at the shows, when I'm performing
They want me to be history and I'm already knowing (I'm already knowing)
But I'm claiming victory, my VV's steady glowing
(God flow, nigga)
I should be worshipped in this generation (in this generation)
Remove the curtains, let 'em witness greatness (let 'em witness greatness)
See a junkie and I feel a sensation
'Come to trappin, yeah it's still a temptation
Spin the block and find an opp, let's play elimination (let's play elimination)
Pussies gettin' popped, bullets do the penetrating (do the penetrating)
I feel sorta like Picasso, all these bitches painting (all these bitches painting)
I come through with the top low and the system cranking
Yeah (Yeah)
Who you with?
We gon be the winning team no matter who you pick
We are not them niggas that you wanna root against (Nah, nah)
We too legit (Too legit)
We too legit (Too legit)
I just bought another pint (Pint!)
Who wanna sip? (Who wanna sip?)
LA for another night (Night!)
Who on the list? (Who on the list?)
My pinky ring got flooded with ice (Ice!)
Who wanna kiss it? (Who wanna - mwah!)
Take my shit you lose my life (Yeah)
Who wanna risk, nigga? (Yeah)
God flow (Don!)
Bout to put hands on these niggas
Said I'm bout to put hands on these niggas
God flow shit
Everywhere I go, they know I rep my hood with pride
Come to business, all the feelings, they get put aside (put aside)
Clear the f*ckin' parkin' lot, when my hood arrive (clear the lot)
I heard another opp was shot, that nigga should have died (should have died)
Yeah we steady warring, but we ready for 'em (ready)
Ain't no callin' quits, we already swarmin' (swarm)
Bitches a parade, go and get confetti for 'em (get confetti for 'em)
When I'm in the A they got them FN's ready for him
Bitches with fake asses, yeah I got a fetish for 'em (I got a fetish)
When I shoot my shot, just know I got a Reggie for him (I got a Reggie for him)
Don't off me no cup, my nigga I'm already pouring (I'm already pouring)
Don't offer me a slut, my nigga she already boring (she already boring)
Gelato packs, on the road, when I be touring (touring)
A lot of straps (straps), at the shows, when I'm performing
They want me to be history and I'm already knowing (I'm already knowing)
But I'm claiming victory, my VV's steady glowing
(God flow, nigga)
I should be worshipped in this generation (in this generation)
Remove the curtains, let 'em witness greatness (let 'em witness greatness)
See a junkie and I feel a sensation
'Come to trappin, yeah it's still a temptation
Spin the block and find an opp, let's play elimination (let's play elimination)
Pussies gettin' popped, bullets do the penetrating (do the penetrating)
I feel sorta like Picasso, all these bitches painting (all these bitches painting)
I come through with the top low and the system cranking
Yeah (Yeah)
Who you with?
We gon be the winning team no matter who you pick
We are not them niggas that you wanna root against (Nah, nah)
We too legit (Too legit)
We too legit (Too legit)
I just bought another pint (Pint!)
Who wanna sip? (Who wanna sip?)
LA for another night (Night!)
Who on the list? (Who on the list?)
My pinky ring got flooded with ice (Ice!)
Who wanna kiss it? (Who wanna - mwah!)
Take my shit you lose my life (Yeah)
Who wanna risk, nigga? (Yeah)
Writer: Le'Quincy Anderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management