They say flocka trippin shawty on that other shit
I keep the crowd jumping like I'm Criss Cross bitch
I ain't gonna cross over ARaab nigga move over
They say I ain't gonna make so this yea, I gotta show ya
Man I'm known in the hood for making that barf
You know block cause you first liked John Star
Forty nights forty days no Noah's Arc
If we was living in water I be a shark
I'm in the front you in the back like rosa parks
got heart like rosa parks aye where the f*ck to start
don't gotta gun than I'ma use a dart
I fell in love with yellow diamonds since Gucci bark
Bitch we shootin over here no martial art
OK man, for the go in man, real talk man
I got nigga knowledge your girlfriend pussy got hella mileage
I'm a street nigga so middle finger to a college
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
Cart-I-er know what so hyphe in my ears pop right here
Where that mirror dropped, I found yeah like that's hot
Now where bread, I'ma need that blue
when it off the head I'ma need like two
nigga rich what that make you
I'm a trigger chick, my belt my proof
Now what you want I'ma shut this down
nigga Tryna front like I run this town
Nigga Tryna front like I work this shit
nigga hide the blunt I smell the pill
While I'm tipped in corners I'm rolling with foreigners
My O's be Brazilian, Sicilian, hondoriz
Got bread to blood gotta mean 16
Turn the camera on, let me rep my team
I'm making hits like back to back
Ya'll cute n shit, ya'll try to rap
get stupid shit, how you trying to act
I'm stupid rich no platinum plaques
I'm nigga rich boy what you rap
No nigga business, No nigga checks
Cart-I-er
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
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They say flocka trippin shawty on that other shit
I keep the crowd jumping like I'm Criss Cross bitch
I ain't gonna cross over ARaab nigga move over
They say I ain't gonna make so this yea, I gotta show ya
Man I'm known in the hood for making that barf
You know block cause you first liked John Star
Forty nights forty days no Noah's Arc
If we was living in water I be a shark
I'm in the front you in the back like rosa parks
got heart like rosa parks aye where the f*ck to start
don't gotta gun than I'ma use a dart
I fell in love with yellow diamonds since Gucci bark
Bitch we shootin over here no martial art
OK man, for the go in man, real talk man
I got nigga knowledge your girlfriend pussy got hella mileage
I'm a street nigga so middle finger to a college
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
Cart-I-er know what so hyphe in my ears pop right here
Where that mirror dropped, I found yeah like that's hot
Now where bread, I'ma need that blue
when it off the head I'ma need like two
nigga rich what that make you
I'm a trigger chick, my belt my proof
Now what you want I'ma shut this down
nigga Tryna front like I run this town
Nigga Tryna front like I work this shit
nigga hide the blunt I smell the pill
While I'm tipped in corners I'm rolling with foreigners
My O's be Brazilian, Sicilian, hondoriz
Got bread to blood gotta mean 16
Turn the camera on, let me rep my team
I'm making hits like back to back
Ya'll cute n shit, ya'll try to rap
get stupid shit, how you trying to act
I'm stupid rich no platinum plaques
I'm nigga rich boy what you rap
No nigga business, No nigga checks
Cart-I-er
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
I keep the crowd jumping like I'm Criss Cross bitch
I ain't gonna cross over ARaab nigga move over
They say I ain't gonna make so this yea, I gotta show ya
Man I'm known in the hood for making that barf
You know block cause you first liked John Star
Forty nights forty days no Noah's Arc
If we was living in water I be a shark
I'm in the front you in the back like rosa parks
got heart like rosa parks aye where the f*ck to start
don't gotta gun than I'ma use a dart
I fell in love with yellow diamonds since Gucci bark
Bitch we shootin over here no martial art
OK man, for the go in man, real talk man
I got nigga knowledge your girlfriend pussy got hella mileage
I'm a street nigga so middle finger to a college
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
Cart-I-er know what so hyphe in my ears pop right here
Where that mirror dropped, I found yeah like that's hot
Now where bread, I'ma need that blue
when it off the head I'ma need like two
nigga rich what that make you
I'm a trigger chick, my belt my proof
Now what you want I'ma shut this down
nigga Tryna front like I run this town
Nigga Tryna front like I work this shit
nigga hide the blunt I smell the pill
While I'm tipped in corners I'm rolling with foreigners
My O's be Brazilian, Sicilian, hondoriz
Got bread to blood gotta mean 16
Turn the camera on, let me rep my team
I'm making hits like back to back
Ya'll cute n shit, ya'll try to rap
get stupid shit, how you trying to act
I'm stupid rich no platinum plaques
I'm nigga rich boy what you rap
No nigga business, No nigga checks
Cart-I-er
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
They say snakes in the grass so I'ma cut this shit
All these girls want this cash so I can't trust a bitch
12 Polaroid fans can't go to ...?
I got cars, Icey Hoes, Shawty I'm nigga rich
Writer: LAUREN CARTER, LEXUS LEWIS, JUAQUIN MALPHURS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.