Big Amount Flow
(专辑: Get Twisted Sundays Vol. 1 - 2017)
Yeah I
ain't gon' lie I
ran into deuce deuce at the
barbershop And he told me to make sure That this was on the
mixtape Get twisted Look Five out of ten of my partners live By the
ghetto mantra, f
you, pay me Move heavy weight and get to smacking people Like that boy E. Honda if it get brazy Look, I
got the
juice, that's how He made me Yellas see me, they start going crazy Sak pase to my Haitians facing All the
devastation, got to pray for Haiti Look, you barely hear about it on the
news I
just caught the
story on the
'gram Bodies on bodies in Haiti but I
see more stories 'Bout Kim and 'Ye running scams Look, me myself, I
need a
hundred bands Times ten, that would get me straight Fake rappers that be covered in straps I
still see your cookie like lingerie Look, Curriculum EP is on the
way Shoutout to Roosevelt from SA When I
spit, the
Holy Spirit permeates Swear my flow is straight up out the
pearly gates Look, wait, wait, wait, wait, hol' up Let me get it straight one more time for you Look at the
game, it's a
dinner plate Full of fakes, I'm just 'bout to dine for you, ouu Give me a
napkin Swear the
flow is cold as Aspen Every bar is throwed like a
javelin Fat be praying like a
chaplain, ouu Trying to reassure me that Jehovah jarred Keeping Xander's favor in the
mix Word to Nelly, swear I
was a
lunatic Before I
started clutching my own crucifix Flow electric like computer chips Used to kill on Madden with them user picks Then I
changed, stopped playing games Started peeping thangs like a
revolutionist Pipeline to prison do exist Same slave trade, newer ships All these rappers with they mind in shackles Need to tie a
noose around they loosened lips Pipe down, this a
God flow Every bar dripping with the
Holy Ghost Where I'm from, you get beheaded if you breaded Probably why my partnas pack the
toast Talking mula and pistols Eat the
beat down to the
gristle If the
only reason why you rap Is for the
artifacts, your flow is artificial, ouu Look, life is a
beach Just be weary of the
quicksand And when you're moving and pursuing What you're doing don't forget to use a
kickstand Take a
break, take a
step back Realize, hey, we all human If I
don't trust you and you run up on me Better have a
vest, word to Metro Boomin I'm gone Yeah