FLASH

(album: DR TRAP - 2021)

Ahh, bitch I'm feeling like the H to the izzay, bad to the bizzone
Ask any questions, you get mags out the chrizome
Ass out ya shorty, wanna dance with the stick on
I smash then I'm done, I call an Uber, send that bitch home
Hot nigga, I thought I was born in like '88
I'm on the block with the .30, and .40, I call it drake, uh
Mask on way before virus's changed the fate
But I'm back on the thugging, but niggas just can't relate, look
I ain't go to fashion week, still look like a fashion show
Shawty tryna smash and tweak, tell her I can't smash a ho
I be out here bugging, see the police, said I had to go
I get stomach aches when I see red and blue, it's sad fasho
Ahh, but I know that you niggas wan' be just like me
So stop it, you'll never be me, it just isn't likely
Riding, I think I'ma stepper, we in this Nike
I'm styling, I'm sorry, I know I look like a hype beast
Haha, it's the Bape ain't it?
You is mad 'cause yo shit is fake ain't it?
That ain't a real gun, that shit is fake, aim it
Niggas mad 'cause they really still hating
Anyways, I do the dash
I be chilling 'cause I'm really counting up this cash
I'm a villain, but I got the same powers as Flash
What would you do if you knew that you could run this fast?

Haha, I just run up bands
I just run up bands
I just run up bands