Текст песни Flip Phone - Big Yavo , Rylo Rodriguez

See, I been fly
'Fore I walked in the booth, I been high for sure
Yeah, say

Look, two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
I wake up and brush my teeth
Grab my glock and put my wrist on
Can't forget that cuban
Make her get naked, but she jewish

Bitch, I be ballin' like I'm Stewie
That peso language, I speak fluent
And she claim she don't sell pussy
But for that check, she gon' just do it
Ayy, that money, i get to it
Ayy, that money, i thumb through it
And I'm in her with that glock, but fn lighter just like fluid
Just found out that she a slut
But all my partners say they knew it
Yeah, rylo say she been one
Know she a ho, so we run through her
Ayy, and get that, let me run it back
Nigga, I'm talking 'bout a running back
These niggas shoot in the air like we runnin' track
Nigga, I ain't taking no chain, ain't know none of that
Ayy, this wockhardt, not no cognac
I know you a groupie, ho, where yo' phone at?
I made 10k, yeah, just this morning
In love with the money, shit got me moanin'
When I count it, shit make me horny
Load up, let's spin with titties and dick
When I spot 'em, hop out and I shoot me a flick
Hold that bitch with two hands, that's how you hit 'em with switch

Two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
I wake up and brush my teeth
Grab my glock and put my wrist on
Can't forget that cuban
Make her get naked, but she jewish, ayy

Sent bitch grandma in walgreens for mud use
I ain't romantic, lil' ho, don't touch me
I been like this since Hug juice
Been like this since frozen cups
65 in, don't fill the whole drum up
Auntie and cousin boosters, no
They not no soccer moms, so plug a goal for us
They hidin' on they block with it
Bullets flyin', we in the cockpit
They tryna slide, he murked his dog by accident
They think the opps did it
Runnin' the wrong way
Seen stick-ups turn to shakedowns
Get a cool spot, know your phone straight
Dissin' cause he safe, he ain't no opp, his ass a home plate
Mobile, we'll jug somethin', we ain't learn to scam
I'm with yavo, like a chef who can't cook, he straight birmingham
His bitch might, "you up?"
We fuck, she screamin' loud, but we be on the hush
Never shot a fully
Take that switch out his hand 'fore he shoot one of us

Look, two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
I wake up and brush my teeth
Grab my glock and put my wrist on
Can't forget that cuban
Make her get naked, but she jewish, ayy
Look, two things I love to do is get that money, put that shit on
And if I don't blow with this rap, go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
I wake up and brush my teeth
Grab my glock and put my wrist on
Can't forget that cuban
Make her get naked, but she jewish, ayy