XXXTENTACION — Flock

[Verse] Pussy popper Young Waka Flocka We shakin' like maracas Don't forget Sinatra My bitch is like Rihanna Betty yet Beyoncé Had to take her top off, gun shots'a pop off Mi nuh fuck 'round with dem bwoy dem, dem Bwoy dem get chop off Tell di bwoy fi gwaan fi him Gyal and suck him bloodclaat Dick stains let my dick hang like a nunchuk Anyway, I can't bitch, I'm just tryna get my nut sucked Hah, so fuck luck Bitch, it's pure skill when I gun bust Glocks like .50 on my niggas, acupuncture Fuck like, it’s a shit night Get your mind right, only way a nigga coolin' if I get high, right? High up in the sky, right? Motherfucka' cloud all my niggas in the ground right now And I bash like Zao, like Pow Mind within the comic, I'm so high right now So pass that Skinny motherfucker, won’t you tell me where the cash at? I’m about to end a nigga life so where the stash at? Got about 20 fuckin' mil', just chilling in my backpack Call a fat bitch then I hit it in her ass crack [Outro: Tyler, The Creator] Listen, listen, listen