Lyrics Flip Da Script - Poplord

I can′t cook a break up just like Benihannas 
I jus hit a lick n sum brand new gabannas
I jus took da Rollie n I dipped it on em
I jus took da script and I flipped it on em
we empty da clip den we flip it on em
I jus fucked his bitch Scottie pippen on em
Prada Gucci n Chanel I b drippin on em
Rock Dior like I'm a Christian pullup demon on em
I jus fucked dis bitch ejaculated dats dat Semen on her
Nigga out here flexing and capping ain′t even seen no corner
I jus out here steady chasing dat check ain't even seen corona
I jus flooded da neck and flooded da wrist I got Fiji on me
Nigga saved dat bitch becuz he green dat Luigi on em
Niggas out sipping but dat ain't lean Dey ain′t even seen no pharmacy
I ain′t popped a perc since Lucci died RIP my homie
Playing wit dis shit get crucified rip ya homie
Praying wit dat stick forever ride big Bonita on me 
Shells hit his shit knocked out his eyes he ain't get no gas
Nigga place ya order I pullup jus like da pizza man
Yo pockets outta order I got franklins like Aretha yea
Bad bitch frm cross da boarder she don′t even speak no English
All white my Diamonds pointers all a nigga rock is Vvs
Blow a 7 right on tv Dey thinking dat it's TBS
100 pounds n a Tp I′m chiefing like an Indian
If I'm outside and Yu see me don′t treat me like a pedestrian
All dese rounds n dis demon will turn dis bitch to heaven yea
No hand out no leaching I want 20 thousand for feature
Yu not professor Yu r poof Finesser
Yea yea
Rolling I'm feeling Electra I'm n a Tesla
Yea yea
Try to fuck over my people n I′ll turn to dexter
Yea yea
Show n tell not talking to much cuz I don′t do lectures.
Not n a movie and naw I do act but I'm getting extras
Oh oh
I take dat bitch n I eat her up whole Hannibal Lecter
Woah
Came up broke and now I wanna ball like uncle fester
Ima big bag havin ass nigga
Bad Hoe catcher
King opp stretcher
Hit dey block n den we spend it
Solo dolo riding round wit to glocs n Dey extended
Latest drip we post n pop den next thing Yu kno it′s trending
Real deal ain't no gimmicks here
Chain lit like the city fair
Rock Dior got plenary pair
Wig a racc Tae did her hair
5 thousand tittie fair
75 to get her plumped
Bitch Yu got a rich nigga Yeen fucking wit no chump
She gone suck a lit dick
I rock big Balenci
50 out da street uh
50 out da kitchen
60 on my wrists
Dat mean I got 2 watches
Never seem to b on time even though I got me 2 clockys
Dey want pop to humble Down I told da bitch I′m 2 Kocky
Feel in love wit dat lil bit mind dat lil head was too sloppy
Me and lil bad bitch n a Ferrari looking like 2 jockeys
Dey might give me death jus for dat raw I might jus Tupac it
Sliding n dat maybach me n brooklynn feel like biggie smalls
Gave a nigga a chance I came n tookie got da crips involved
Real money n shady park ima flex it all
Bad Italian bitch tryna get her bun like a naked dog
Gotta keep it real watch for da fakes and keep a weapon dog
Got sum shit a shoot a 100 rounds a tare ya vest n all
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah