Halfmari - Flokk

{Intro}
I'm getting money like Buddha, pass an alley to my shooter
I can pull up on a scooter, 32, they go do ya
I been focused on the mulah
I been focused on just gettin’ shit

{Chorus}
Took a lot to get this rich
Take a lot to get this lit, on my block, you get dismissed
I was down my songs did shit, took a step December 5th
She could not not be a myth, and that slop got me so sick
Niggas be talkin' but what they gon' say now
Sellin’ shit, send the tips to my PayPal
Ain't have paper, but me, I got pape now
Feel like baby, a baddie, I lay down
Bitches flokk, they name is Pasto
In the kitchen cookin' like I'm Clayco
Send em Pink Heartz like I'm Faygo
Forgot the kink parts, that's a great hoe

{Verse 1}
Kickin' these niggas like Bruce, yeah
Kickin' these niggas like Jet Li
Kickin’ them bitches like..
Bet that hoe can’t text me
No, she could not arrest me
And I hop in that truck, I'm with Wesley
Yeah, my bitch wanna sex me
Yeah, hop in that truck, I’m with Cat
Yeah, ride around in the big Mac
Had to move around, all these bitches chit-chat
Flair on my niggas, you niggas get smacked
I'm Amiri and Mari, get you whacked
All my niggas been ballin', that's a big fact
And my money too tall, that shit big fat, yeah

{Chorus}
Yo, took a lot to get this rich
Take a lot to get this lit, on my block, you get dismissed
I was down my songs did shit, took a step December 5th
She could not not be a myth, and that slop got me so sick

{Verse 2}
You can watch me, my niggas been ballin’ so sick
And I'm kickin' that hoe cause these bitches ain't shit
Leavin' her man in the ditch
He gon wake up in hospital bed with stitch, yeah
Now that nigga been pissed
How many opens I did, about six
Shawty, she eatin' me up like some Trix, yeah
Uh, I'm flyin' with a flock
All my niggas on the block
Feel like Carti, got a Glock
Feel like Carti, hide it in my sock
Pull up to the crib, I just want the top
He just dropped the mixtape and it flopped
I don't want your bitch cause that hoe a bop, yeah, yeah

{Chorus}
Yo, took a lot to get this rich
Take a lot to get this lit, on my block, you get dismissed
I was down my songs did shit, took a step December 5th
She could not not be a myth, and that slop got me so sick
Niggas be talkin' but what they gon' say now
Sellin' shit, send the tips to my PayPal
Ain't have paper, but me, I got pape now
Feel like baby, a baddie, I lay down
Bitches flokk, they name is Pasto
In the kitchen cookin' like I'm Clayco
Send em Pink Heartz like I'm Faygo
Forgot the kink parts, that's a great hoe