rowski - flat bread Lyrics

Rowski ain't this, but Rowski ain't that If I catch you sayin' another thing about
Rowski One more time, I'm f*cking, beating they ass
My youngin' wanna get him, tell him stand down I been out here gettin' these racks, I pull
My bands out When I'm in it, I perform, we ain't layin
Down If I'm with you, then I'm with you, never
Ran out
Been told that closed mouths don't get fed, f*ck by the two yea
King size bed, lay back real cool, deep down a hot head
These rappers, yeah, they lame and they broke flat bread
Gotta watch out who you followin', don't be misled
To your hoe on the flight, tryna get some air head
I be with the gang and I still talk the bald head
Z06 Corvette, I'ma paint it cherry red
Took a bigger route, took the bigger risk
Flooded out my pink, then I flooded out my wrist
Real P, this shit you see ain't sweet
This Glock on me, I swear I'm me
I keep a bad thing, I keep a treat, yeah, she on fleek
Please don't reach, I'll teach you my FNN called Kyrie
Way big, what they expect from me, I swear it's highly
She my side bitch, but I pipe her up, I call her wifey
Them niggas lame to me, they not like me
My youngin' wanna get him, tell him stand down
I been out here gettin' these racks, I pull my bands out
When I'm in it, I perform, we ain't layin' down
If I'm with you, then I'm with you, never ran out
Been told that closed mouths don't get feed, f*ck em by the 2, yea king-size bed
Lay back real cool, deep down a hot head, yeah
These rappers, yeah, they lame, and they broke, flat bread
You switch, no switchin' back
Twin, get my back, gave you swag, give it back
Stack it up, go hit Saks, we get back, don't unpack
We gon' leave again
Every day a vacay with the boy, it never end
Shawty said I'm pressure
This bitch gon' drive itself, I'm gettin' head in the Tesla
They go left , I go right, bet I'll do it a lil' better
I can't do it by myself, I got my partners on my level
Hard work, she mad I'm not perfect
Big body, come with curtains, uptight, pop a perky
Gon' make it, yeah, I'm certain, they clowns, f*ckin' circus
Thom Brown, Louis V, I'm fly, she want me
Bend over, go in deep, she say don't hurt me
My youngin' wanna get him, tell him stand down
I been out here gettin' these racks, I pull my bands out
When I'm in it, I perform, we ain't layin' down
If I'm with you, then I'm with you, never ran out
Been told that closed mouths, don't get fed
F*ck em by the two, yea king-size bed
Lay back real cool, deep down a hot head,yeah
These rappers, yeah, they lame and they broke, flatbread