Flint Flow Lyrics – YN Jay & Prophet The Artist
Singer: YN Jay & Prophet The Artist
Title: Flint Flow
I’ve been going off for a minute say I snap too much
Why they moving different for the cameras n#gg#s act too much
I keep gettin’ caught up in that building say I trap too much
Damn
Moving in and out wait
Moving in and out I got them things going for the low
Bro be outside wit em on em keep it onna low
He gone hit he keep damn
He gone get hit he keep staring he ion even know
If I tell her do it for the camera she gone drop it low
Every n#gg# you see round
Every n#gg# you see round me
Yea they getting dough
Young proph they say I’m the one b#tch I’m bout to blow
Big gas zaza what I roll everytime I smoke
Rich rollin neighborhood crip they already know
Damn
Flatbush b#tch I’m onna ave I’m wit the locs
Swear these n#gg#s really get no money they really broke
All these hoes see I’m coming up now they under my post
Damn why you under my post
You ain’t really tryna kick you just want a new coat
I ain’t even wanna kiss I just wanted some throat
Damn I just wanted the neck
I just pulled up inna foreign it’s only a vet
And I spent three onna fit they know I be fresh
Every other song a hit who do it the best
Six to my right pedro to my left
Moving in and I got wait
Moving in and out I got them thangs going super fast
I just passed state doing 100 I was bout to crash
They said I wouldnt come in first wait
They said I wouldnt come in first place now they stack in last
I done spent couple onna watch now it’s looking glass
Heard ya new sh#t stop wait
Heard ya new sh#t stop rapping boy you sounding #ss
Damn!
Walked in with a big #ss wrinkle laundry bag
Walked in with a b#tch from overseas where you find her at?
Finna start my ownahh
Finna start my own record labeahh
Young n#gg# ask me where the f#ck I gotta sign it at
I was selling weed in high school I had to grind in class
How the f#ck you make a million dollars? Had to grind for that
How the f#ck you made 300 thous? You had to sign for that
How long can I hit this b#tch from the back? I had to time that #ss
Pull them cheeks out with my pen I’m finna sign that #ss
Stuff a couple balls in the laundry bag
Put me in the jungle b#tch I’m lion fast
Cheating on my b#tch I be lying fast
Hit a n#gg# with a 57 now he dying fast
Damn now he bleeding out
Left him on the side of the road got him leaking out
Oh you slid down what’s the beef about
How you tryna tell me where I go when I lead the route
How you tryna tell me where I ahh
How you tryna tell me where to go when I know where the f#ck I’m going
She must’ve been pregnant when I f#cked how the f#ck you showing
This a new gun I just bought how the f#ck you blow it
Doing shows through the pandemic how the f#ck you touring
Drop 30 on the opps block how the f#ck you scoring
n#gg# pulled up in a scat pack that is not a foreign
Snakes in my grass how the f#ck you mow it?
Damn b#tch what we doing b#tch I’m tryna f#ck
Im talking about right now like right now is you tryna f#ck
Hol on hol on hol on
b#tch I ain’t feelin to play no games are you down or what
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