[Intro]

(Hey, uh, what's going on here? Why is everything chrome?)

What the-

Now what the fuck

What the-

What the fuck

(HOLIDAY SEASON! FLOCKA!)

Damn

[Verse]

This cup ain’t hittin’ on nothin’ might need a perk or sum’

I don’t care ‘cause you bad as fuck bitch better go to work or sum’

‘Lil bruh say he don’t even want no money he just wanna murder sum’

He got bad people skills don’t ask ‘lil bruh to serve you nun’

My other homie head so fucked up off the perks he don’t even give his daughter nun

Tired to give ‘lil bruh the help he need

I done fucked ‘round damn near fought him for it

Like [?] boy you should’ve seen his face when we hopped out and caught the boy

My lil’ homie used to be broke as a bitch now he lit and it brought me joy

Bitch ain’t wanna let me fuck on the first night

I don’t even know what you call her for

That shit might work on dude and ‘em but ima’ tell you right now I ain’t fallin’ for it

I was ballin’ when I was with the bitch when I left the ho’ I was ballin’ more

Don’t get me started Papi a start a party bitch hold up let me call the boy

Got a hunnit K tucked for whenever it rain

Another hunnit went to Nick for my chain

When I walk in the spot all the bitches say sane

Ever since a lil boy I knew I be the man

Flip it and re up a hell of a plan

I sit back with my feet up show for the gram

Don’t be fucking my shit up stop touching the pan

Bitch I’m finna do my big one I pour up a lamb

Shit get messy you better know who to call

Put this trust in a bitch and she left him high and dry

Shoot my lil’ nigga and he survive

We gon’ shoot until you die it’s no eye for eye

My youngan clutching he just button the fire

Better know what you doing for you jump in this shit

They killed his brother went to slump him a nigga

He ain’t thinking straight he out out hunting for shit

I’m tryna tell him it’s money to get

But I did the same when I lost my brother nigga now I’ll probably do it again

That’s the reason I’m forever with the men

This cup ain’t really strong as it used to be

I don’t want your soda if you got a deuce in it

Eight to the face they say I’m abusing it

Eight everyday they say I’m misusing it

You said you was with the shit then you switched ight nigga now you confusing me

You watch me long enough and rap about this shit you know I’m really doing it

You wish you could do the shit that I’m doing every time you see me doing it

When you try to do the shit you see me do you look dumb every time you doing it

I point my finger and make a lil’ do it do it and then tell him to do it again

They think twice every time they speak on me nigga I’m like Lucifer

You’ll think I’m finna take the guys to a job interview the way I got them suited up

He ain’t mean that shit when he said it trust me he was booted up

I found out otherwise i’mma up my rocket on you man

Nigga please tell me that shit fell out your pocket skinny man

They trying to deal with the dealer but where was you when I was dealing in the rain

Went to the dealer like the top dealer and told him keep the change

About that skrilla niggas a probably kill you take you out the game

Hug your mama wipe the tears from my eye like we ain’t did a thing

Bitch I’m the one you bet not play with

I made a fortune out the vacant oh he a killer with them niggas

But when you see me trembling, shaking

Engine in the back I got it shaking

Bitch you must got me mistaken

I drop a thirty off in PinkHouse I made every bitch get naked

I don’t know mouthing bout no payment

I’m not doing no explaining big four nick a leave you brainless

He tried to run he heard the banging

Dumb ass got hit from different angles

I hit the pot I’m tryna scramble but ask me for Hermes sanders

I’m off the chain too hot to handle

I get prescriptions from my grandma

Papi gon’ keep the door swinging

Houston bitch like swangers

This a vette’ your dad don’t got this

[Outro]

(Hey, uh, what's going on here? Why is everything chrome?)