Father Flex
Lyrics
Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit
Bless my bro's with fish cuz I'm father flex bitch
Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit
Bless my bro's with fish cuz I'm father flex bitch
A b C d e f g
Fuck them other alphabet
Ima a mfterfuk'n G
I can part a sea
With this mfterfuk'n stick
Bitch wet like a sea
Over this mfterfuk'n dick
Holy purp, clean juice up Out the bottle
I can't fuck no Jezebel
I need a model
Nigga kill'n shit like hotel R'wan
Glocky make ya poof, Like on fairly odd
I can take a pop
Turn it into purp
Nigga try 2 rob
Turn em into dirt
Body made of dirt
But it be amazing how a glock a turn
Ya bro into a shirt
Speak'n of shirt I be rock'n that Fero
Luxury garments I'm fly like a sparrow
23 on the leather apparel
One sleeve cost a fuck'n camero
Ma gave me top, got some jiz on my shirt
Goofy bop, I spent a six on the shirt
But I'm not mad that's collateral damage
Lil goofy bitch take that shit back out ya purse
Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit
Bless my bro's with fish cuz I'm father flex bitch
Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit
Bless my bro's with fish cuz I'm father flex bitch
Born in this bitch, cuz I'm father flex bitch
She confess she want the D, I'm father that bitch
If the devil set me up, I'm a hollow that clip
Let the devil set me up, I won't allow that shit
Preach to em cuz I am a reverend
Got 2 clips like the number 11
Got me bent bitch I'm not numner 7
Try to rob and I send you to heaven
I prepare a mass for my nigga
They hear out a sermon anout tryna run up the cake
You reap what you sow, try'n disrupt the flow
This bullets a bake, they could heat up a plate
These bullets a bake they could heat up ya face
They got teeth, these ol bullets a eat up ya face
I hope you niggas got heat in ya place
Like Nicor I come through and heat up ya place
I write like a 40 and spit like a K
My chain like a priest, that's ridiculous taste
My crib like a church, that's ridiculous space
If murder I wrote than give me my case
Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit
Bless my bro's with fish cuz I'm father flex bitch
Come up in this bitch on some father flex shit
Born to do this shit cuz I'm father flex bitch
Walk'n with the stick on some father flex shit
Bless my bro's with fish cuz I'm father flex bitch
Writer(s): Alfred Larry, Cleveland Sims Jr.
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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