Floxxx

Yeah, nigga, when I'm rockin', bring my motherfuckin' mirror out
Bring my shit out like the Romans, bring that shit out from off the pavement (Blood and pain)
Yeah (You want me to show you the way)

Yo
As a young dude, we was troubled youth
Rock a chukka boot or the bubble Goose
Tryna bust moves, we was cuttin' school
Hustle in the cut, we just wanted shoes
Did my one-two to live comfortable
Couple new BMWs, need a bulletproof
Couple skeeze in some hooker boots
Hundred G's off the pussy juice
I was runnin', G, whoop-de-whoop
I was up even before the money
I was definitely snooty too
I'm stuck up and bougie, dude
It's only Matsuhisa when I'm in a sushi mood
And it costs a G or two to get full off of Japanese food
Speedin' through in a GT coupe, sea blue
I'm on these zoots like a cheap suit
But wore it like it's GQ with a three-two
Shoutout to my nigga big Three-Two
The streetsweeper three feet, too
Send you up, get you key, too
A room in Heaven with a decent view
Uh, with a decent view
All my niggas with the shits, all my bitches rich
Often niggas lit, spin through Harlem to get fish and chips
My wrist, this three thousand grams of fish broken down in nicks
Pop out on you with sticks, you're found in the sticks
Dig 'em out this ditch, four pound with the switch
Down you and your friends, shit got out of hand
Partner, do we got a problem here? (Yeah, yeah, nigga, uh, yeah, okay)

Don't know who showed you the game (I don't know who niggas showed y'all niggas the game)
Showed you the game (I don't know who showed y'all niggas, man)
I chose to show you the way (Take my hand)
The way, ayy, ayy
I was told: If you gon' shoot, lames shoot away
Lames shoot away (Yeah)
You too afraid to shoot a fade (Know what I mean?)

Keep it a buck
Got old beef in the street, too deep to peace it up
Can't sweep it underneath the rug
Take the what? Leave the what?
We're takin' everything you want (Pussy), leavin' nigs in the dust
Diamonds, money and guns, shit got hot in the mugs
Word on the block, motherfuckers got mugged
And popped young blood with a chopped up shotgun
Shots hit your bottom bitch, she was chilling with him, ridin' shotgun
Got hit with a hot one
I was twistin' one up a hot tub, but I'm not washed up
I do not give a flying fuck, brothers not fly as us
That shit don't fly where where I'm from
You a tiny bug on the pie crust
Blowjobs for the higher-ups
'Cause all y'all niggas suck (Y'all suck)
Bruh, I never lost my touch, dog, not once
Get your jawline punched
Blood on his 1s like Hawaiian Punch
Look like you done spilled the entire cup
Spun through your lil' ville, then shot it up
Holler back now

The illustrious
The illustrious, motherfucker
Fuck with it
Yeah, yeah
Man
Wish you motherfuckers would, man
I dare you niggas to play with me, nigga
We'll see when we catch up, nigga
You know I'm havin' my way
No matter how the shit go, nigga, you know I'm havin' my way