[Verse 1]

Gwop Gusty

So if I rain on your parade don't judge me

I come from slippin' went from strays on Sunday

And where yo kids don't need a stage see a gun play

Hey

All these gang injunctions

But still these niggas is the frightment of fuck shit

A real boss never Bangin' in public

Can't break or hate you but I'm changing yo judgement

Heyyy now

See the same people on yo way down

That you see on yo way up I keep the same crowd

I'm from the San go out swingin' like a playground

And keep some paper that I can't file

Now

I've been the topic of all yo discussions

Them subject to change

I'm knockin' these dollars straight off my budget

And what get deducted get charged to the game

Is it money or fame?

Cause mackin' these bitches yo lane

Niggas just tryin' to get a name

And that's just a shame

Cause they just jump all of character

I'm jumpin' out the spider

Dodging Peter Parker cameras

Amateurs

[Hook]

I had to change up my fashion

I rock that K like its fashion

I'm losing all my compassion

I did it with no advancements

Pull out your cameras

I like that flash in my face

I need more flash in my face

I need more flash in my face

I like the flash in my face

[Verse 2]

I need that flash fast

Cash in advance

Flash in my chest in my hands

Flash in my mouth you can see from the stands

Flash in yo face

You've been flashin' them bands

I'm flashy enough

I don't flash it I blam

You flash in the pan

You know you did that for the gram

Yo bitch flashed the pic for a gram

Yo bitch sent some pics to the fam

Yo bitch is a fan

Still just my EBT tab

Jump out that Lamb

They spot me ASAP like Yams

Blew up on these niggas now I'm outta they reach

But where my niggas thats gon' ride with me