[Intro]

When they see it (Oh)

You won't believe it (Oh)

Yeah (Pasto Flocco, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, I'm going up, nigga, I'm so hot, yeah

Backin' up the flocco, yeah, I'm sprayin' at the opps

I'm the last real nigga, yes, no more in stock

And I'm speedin' on you niggas, yeah

So you better catch up

[Chorus]

Gettin' money, so I had to flex up

Do the dash on you niggas to the top, catch up

Yeah I'm flexin' on these niggas, flexin' like a wrestler

Butterfly doors, yeah, hop up in the Tesla

I get to the money, the cake

I break a nigga like a vase, I blast a nigga in his face

We straight at that nigga, we straight him like a brace

My niggas all coming, you know we not runnin'

The hollows, they goin' straight through his face

Why you talking that shit? My niggas, they coming

The choppa gon' spray a nigga like Mace, yeah

[Verse 1]

You don't need me, every situation you exaggerate

I need a bag today, we get the cash today

I hit a jugg today, oh, it's the facts today

.30 splash in his face, yeah

Burner on me, yeah, choppa hit him in his face

Michael Jordan, fade away

Oh-oh, you know that I'm versatile

Just give me your number, I dial

Smoke that boy like a Black and Mild

I pull up and air it out

[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, I'm going up, nigga, I'm so hot, yeah

Backin' up the flocco, yeah, I'm sprayin' at the opps

I'm the last real nigga, yes, no more in stock

And I'm speedin' on you niggas, yeah

So you better catch up

[Chorus]

Gettin' money, so I had to flex up

Do the dash on you niggas to the top, catch up

Yeah I'm flexin' on these niggas, flexin' like a wrestler

Butterfly doors, yeah, hop up in the Tesla

I get to the money, the cake

I break a nigga like a vase, I blast a nigga in his face

We straight at that nigga, we straight him like a brace

My niggas all coming, you know we not runnin'

The hollows, they goin' straight through his face

Why you talking that shit? My niggas, they coming

The choppa gon' spray a nigga like Mace, yeah

[Verse 2]

Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah

I hit his mother how I hit his dad

'Preme bag, yeah, hold up the racks

Bend it over, babygirl, let me smash

Spent a car on my jeans, just check all the tags

I remember niggas callin' me trash

Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah-yeah

[Pre-Chorus]

Yeah, I'm going up, nigga, I'm so hot, yeah

Backin' up the flocco, yeah, I'm sprayin' at the opps

I'm the last real nigga, yes, no more in stock

And I'm speedin' on you niggas, yeah

So you better catch up

[Chorus]

Gettin' money, so I had to flex up

Do the dash on you niggas to the top, catch up

Yeah I'm flexin' on these niggas, flexin' like a wrestler

Butterfly doors, yeah, hop up in the Tesla

I get to the money, the cake

I break a nigga like a vase, I blast a nigga in his face

We straight at that nigga, we straight him like a brace

My niggas all coming, you know we not runnin'

The hollows, they goin' straight through his face

Why you talking that shit? My niggas, they coming

The choppa gon' spray a nigga like Mace, yeah

[Outro]

Ayy, ah, ah, ayy, ah, ah, ayy

Ah, ah, ayy, ah, ah, ayy

Ah, ah, ayy, ah, ah, ayy

Pasto Flocco, yeah