Flashin Lyrics

Get caught flashin they take off your fashion

That fourty eight a killa off all your passions

Fat stacks tucked under mattress

Packs of black make my head like traffic

Your ms. call back she was desperate like addict

Skeletons in my closet, bums in my attic

Mind of wonders but my eyes play static

Back it up bitch you can't have it

Pretty little brat savio must've had it

Mouth open wreaking out havoc

Speaking so crazy that my room padded

Bitches say my voice soft as satin then proceed to rub me down like aladdin

Black magic, Head traffic

Superstar full of scars, pain tatted

If I cop a car make the paint matted

Locked behind bars cause I ain't ratted

Leak some enemies get them years added

Give my dawg a shot cause that boys rabid

Give my dawg a knife, slaughter gang that boy a savage

Could've smoked his ass but that shit become a habit

Don't need no habit, christ I'm an addict

Jesus gave me game, give me chance then I'll act it

Nights at my crib, hit I didn't wrap it

Hear these lips smacking know that I'm rapping

Words to cuzzo fuck a four door

I arrive in a two door coupe with decor

Word to the army give me guns I'll end a war

Sorry for you Lauryn I'll finish your score

Pull out the iron, clear out dior

Is it really scary, find blood on the dance floor

Coming out the mud, pockets full galore

Use brute force, blood, murder, and gore

Broken heart found at the scene of the store

It ain't what it seem I don't wanna rock no more

Coldest winter can't wait to rock the shore

Plot on dickin beers, spot sluts to adore

Write a couple songs that slept on and snored

Fuck so many bitches cold sores the award

Run up out the cut til I'm burning my core

Block your main bitch just to fuck with some whore

Put the pistol down, pick up a sword

Kill all my demons find the love for my lord

Chips all in like I'm handling boards

Tracksuit velour that Juicy Courture

Shirts all botched from her contour