Lyrics Meet The Flockers - YG feat. Tee Cee

(First)
You find a house and scope it out
Find a - neighborhood, 'cause they don't believe in bank accounts

(Second)
You find a crew, and a driver, someone to ring the doorbell
And someone that ain't scared to do what it do!

(Third)
You pull up at the spot, park, watch
Ring the doorbell and knock

(Fourth)
Make sure nobody's home!
They gone? Okay, it's on (woo)

"Don't be scared, nigga, you in now
If the police come, you gon' find out who your friends now"
That ain't me talkin', that's yo' mind playin' tricks on you
You conscious 'cause you know you got .9's with two clips on you

But fuck that, motherfuck that plasma
And fuck that laptop
Go and get that jewelry box
You tryna get paid?
Go take that jewelry box to the Slauson
They'll give you cash back in the same day

Meet the motherfucking Flockers!
(Make money-money, make money-money-money)
Make some noise if you ever stole something in your life
(Take money-money, take money-money-money)
Don't be ashamed, it's okay, baby
(Make money-money, make money-money-money)
Make some noise if you ever stole a dollar out yo' momma purse
(Take money-money, take money-money-money) When she wasn't lookin' while y'all was in church

Niggas don't know the history about the Flock
Put the flathead in the door, pull it, make it go, "Flock" (fast)
Hit the first drawer, grab a nigga some socks
That nigga in the car better be listenin' to that box (for real)

Ayy, I ain't stakin' out shit (nah)
Eenie-minnie-mini-mo and Ding Dong Ditch
Ain't no safe I can't crack, nigga, that's on Crip
I'm with my Pirus from Compton, we gon' pass and get rich, ayy

50 racks, three niggas, 65 a split
Let some weeks go by, we at the dealership
I never took notes, nigga, I need the pink slip
Hit Icey mackin' up for my bullshit

Spent about 10 cash (yup)
Jumped in the whip and did the whole dash (200)
D. Loc, my nigga, my nigga
Hit my first lick, passed with my niggas, ayy!