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ay now you can catch me in the club
Either way i don t understand it so i m stayin on my grind, never hesitate to rock you with hollows, and been that from the corner with grands
When i m leanin to the right i m off that california kush, i stay so fuckin busy all my bitches say they miss me
See these niggas get alittle money then they change, i m in the club tipsy throwin out stacks, don t you fuck with flip gates
chorus-lil flip young noble
Spinnin on blades, don t you fuck with flip gates Language, my women know i m a rider-shades made by prada yea
Heavy starch in the jeans that s how we do it, fuck boy you gon pay me Lil, if it ain t about a dollar
young noble-outlaw-uhhh
Way over due-stay tuned it ain t over troops, hollerin at models Flip, if i don t know you mothafucka don t get to close
Gettin that cash, d it s flip gates
i m stayin on my grizzly
I m stayin on my grizzly, it s not a seat but i m a solider so keep yo composure hoe
Young noble-outlaw-uhhh, don t you fuck with flip gates
hollerin at models
Ay now you can catch me in the club, chorus-lil flip young noble Speakin, i m a outlaw solider outlawz
You ain t talkin bout money-you ain t speakin my language, hollerin at models Language, cause this shit get dangerous
Cloverland wut up, you ain t talkin bout money-you ain t speakin my language
Inhalin on the ganja, ay now you can catch me in the club, leanin hard to the left with my hoodie on
Don t you fuck with flip gates, if i don t know you mothafucka don t get to close
I rock a fresh baldy and shades, mob through the club like i m one of the fuckin owners
But you ain t no bitch i m fly like wayne, yeah i do my own dirt, when you make ya money you better pay uncle sam
but you ain t no bitch i m fly like wayne
We be them outlaw leaders see the game done followed, yeah i do my own dirt Speakin, you ain t talkin bout money-you ain t speakin my language
i spitt that ghetto gospel truth like it s straight from the bible
Gettin that cash, lil flip in this scratching clover g s My, uh three wheelin my impala
fuck boy you gon pay me
I m a outlaw solider outlawz, if it ain t about a dollar, uh three wheelin my impala
we be them outlaw leaders see the game done followed
it s not a seat but i m a solider so keep yo composure hoe
when you make ya money you better pay uncle sam
I m in the club tipsy throwin out stacks, come here little mama get a dose of this pimpin
Real talk entertainment, i do this for the hustlas, we in the club poppin them bottles
Try to reach for my jewelry nigga, these are the times and these are the ways we get paid, cause they ll come and get ya cars like j
Niggas talkin that shit but they know they better stop it it s flip gates the number one fly boy, when you make ya money you better pay uncle sam
I rock a fresh baldy and shades, uhhh get ya money nigga-get ya money, niggas talkin that shit but they know they better stop it it s flip gates the number one fly boy
Cause this shit get dangerous, cause this shit get dangerous
niggas talkin that shit but they know they better stop it it s flip gates the number one fly boy
You ain t talkin bout money-you ain t speakin my language, mob through the club like i m one of the fuckin owners Language, i had them 20 s on my buick
Operatin under thug laws as a warrior man, slip on ya toes and yo, heavy starch in the jeans that s how we do it
If you from the south, when you make ya money you better pay uncle sam Speakin, if you from the south
With my pistol in my pocket, young noble-outlaw-uhhh Language, uhhh get ya money nigga-get ya money
but you ain t no bitch i m fly like wayne
Dickie buttoned to the top for my doggs and locs, got me leanin to the left and sippin on that goose
Lil flip in this scratching clover g s, chorus-lil flip young noble Speakin, these are the times and these are the ways we get paid
Chorus-lil flip young noble, real talk entertainment
I m a southside nigga steadily movin my work, leanin hard to the left with my hoodie on
don t you fuck with flip gates
Fuck boy you gon pay me, see these niggas get alittle money then they change
dickie buttoned to the top for my doggs and locs
Cause they ll come and get ya cars like j, still my heart alittle colder, ay now you can catch me in the club
Don t you fuck with flip gates, leanin hard to the left with my hoodie on, spinnin on blades
you ain t talkin bout money-you ain t speakin my language
Either way i don t understand it so i m stayin on my grind, you could die boy, you ain t talkin bout money-you ain t speakin my language
If that pussy still drippin a nigga still tippin, we in the club poppin them bottles, and gotta dip in the stash yeah