Flo Milli shit
I want the gas like Diego
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Uh
Fresh out, I hopped out the bed, turned my swag on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm plugged in but this ain’t no add on (no)
I'm allergic to broke niggas, back off (www, why?)
Used to be broke, now I'm flexin’, huh
Like I just took my cast off (ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on)
Three, two, one (ayy), watch a bitch blast off
Got my own style, don’t follow no trends (no)
I want the Range, don’t fuck with the Benz
Makeup on point, everything blend
I'm good by myself, I don’t need me no friends (fuck y'all)
They gon’ be rapping this shit like A Milli though (oh)
No comparison, this a Flo Milli flow
Diamonds be dancing, your shit looking silly though
And this pussy stay tight like a cheerio
I'm 'bout to kill ‘em, ooh, no this ain’t [?]
I got rich over night, now my pockets on swoll
You bitches is birds, pigeons and crows
I look good in real life, bitch, I don’t need a edit
Fuck what you heard, if I said it, I said it (hoe)
I been away, better give me my credit
I be runnin’ these beats, so they think I'm athletic
Fresh out, I hopped out the bed, turned my swag on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm plugged in but this ain’t no add on (no)
I'm allergic to broke niggas, back off (eww, why?)
Used to be broke, now I'm flexin’, huh
Like I just took my cast off (ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on)
Three, two, one (ayy), watch a bitch blast off
I took off like a rocket
I got your favorite rapper in my pocket (oh)
Look at my fit, hoe, this shit is nostalgic (it is)
Bought a new bag, but you shouldn’t have bought it (hoe)
Bitches be beggin’ for Birkins but can’t pay their rent
So, if that nigga dub you, don’t call me to vent
If it don’t make a dollar, it don’t make no sense
I'm in the mansion, your shit like a tent (eww)
I got the world going crazy when they heard my voice on these motherfucking songs (oh, I do)
My body is snatched (meow), this pussy is tight, my ass is too fat to be wearing these thongs (it is)
He tryna lick it up like it’s a ice cream (lick it up)
Callin’ me rude, but he know that I'm fiesty
I be knockin’ these bitches out like it’s a fight scene
I be knockin’ these bitches out like it’s a fight scene
Fresh out, I hopped out the bed, turned my swag on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm plugged in but this ain’t no add on (no)
I'm allergic to broke niggas, back off (eww, why?)
Used to be broke, now I'm flexin’, huh
Like I just took my cast off (ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on)
Three, two, one (ayy, uh?), watch a bitch blast off (go go)
A hundred K on my Patek and I still don't know how to set it
I'm fuckin' with a rich ass boss right now, and that nigga know how to bet it
Got boogers in my ear, lookin' snotty-nosed
What I paid for this bag cost a lotta O's
Broke hoe's always [?] opinions
Bitch, stay out a rich bitch business
He wanna see my Vickies on
Ass too fat, ain't got panties on
While I suck a nigga dick took his soul home
Then I'm on to the next with a bag on
I'm in a AMG, yeah, the fast one
This the talk that you talk when the bag long
I'm over mean 30 like Steph Curry (Mean)
Y'all bitches my kids, don't need more lil' bitch, yeah
Fresh out (Huh), I hopped out the bed, turned my swag on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm plugged in but this ain’t no add on (no)
I'm allergic to broke niggas, back off (eww, why?)
Used to be broke, now I'm flexin’, huh
Like I just took my cast off (ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on)
Three, two, one (ayy), watch a bitch blast off (go)
Watch a bitch blast off
Three, two, one, watch a bitch blast off
Watch a bitch blast off
Three, two, one, watch a bitch blast off
