Текст песни She Gone Flock (feat. Raja the Don) - 1chedda

I ain't need a wallet
Had a band in my sock
And I love to flex
I bought a rose gold glock
Blowing on that gas
You know I keep that stank in stock
Ya bitch see my sauce man I know she gone flock
I know she gone flock
Yo bitch I know she gone flock
That hoe I know she gone flock
That broad I know she gone flock

Flocking round my team told that hoe to back up
Always asking all these questions how my money stack up
Try to put this shit in motion too much sauce in my cup
Too much sour in my blunt
Hundred times you know I did it
Hundred times that I had to skrt it
Made an egg into a birdie
On a steak out and I'm lurking
Ninety Six made me and I'm perfect
Twenty rounds
Twenty clowns
Got a stash for me I'm coming down
Strip club our playground
Used to shoot dice and turn around
Turn around when i back up
Drop top was an acura
I dont know I aint capping her
7 bars like Kaepernick
Smoking flocka ain't having it
Flock around we'll steal ya bitch
Come around we'll take ya bitch
96 we running shit

I ain't need a wallet
Had a band in my sock
And I love to flex
I bought a rose gold glock
Blowing on that gas
You know I keep that stank in stock
Ya bitch see my sauce man I know she gone flock
I know she gone flock
Yo bitch I know she gone flock
That hoe I know she gone flock
That broad I know she gone flock

Bitches on my line trying to find out how I got time
Finessing all day and just be stunting all night
I tell them life what you make it so I'm taking hella flight
And if jugging was wrong then bitch I don't want to be right
And I was down bad I couldn't sleep at night
Rolling dumb thumb blunts getting dummy high
Then I came to my senses and stuck to the code
Tell that bitch to play her role im getting bankrolls
Its 96 gang get high and lay low
I stick and move on a jigga call me young queso nigga
Spilling sauce while counting figures
This mixtape might just do figures
96 we counting figures

I ain't need a wallet
Had a band in my sock
And I love to flex
I bought a rose gold glock
Blowing on that gas
You know I keep that stank in stock
Ya bitch see my sauce man I know she gone flock
I know she gone flock
Yo bitch I know she gone flock
That hoe I know she gone flock
That broad I know she gone flock