Veyster - Flashed Out (feat. Brdwy Ev, A1N3 SL1M & Notlxhski) Lyrics

We got one Scorp

Don't give no f*cks
This bitch tryna hunch
I just been gettin bucks
I got it tucked
If he run up on me wrong, he getting slumped
Glocky flashing like a camera, take his photo, get him dumped
Throwing bullets Tony Romo, if I see you bitch it's up

Huh, lock in with me
And you stuck what the f*ck
These niggas switching, I don't really care, I'm on a crumb
Ball just like the one, do what I want, I feel like Russ
I only want the funds
I'm not looking for love, or no lust

I don't be on socials
Nigga, when I do, I just be trolling
If I think this song is hard, send it to me, I might post it
Like, of course, I passed it to my mans
Nigga, he was open
She might not do that shit for you
But for me, I got her going

Rolling
Rolling like the 60s
King up in my city
I just need my crown
I feel like Nipsey
Feel like Quilley
I can't go for freak vibes
This not no diddy
I can get you in or I can get you outed
That's no kizzy

In my bag just like a chip and you can't take a dip
This a double cup of drank and you can't take a sip
Off the rip, I'm taking off
F*ck the game and tip
Know this ho exotic
She gon' strip and do a split

Don't give a f*ck about no fame and half these niggas lame
I'm chasing paper
I can do this shit without a name
And f*ck you mean, you say I changed
A1's still the same
I feel like Vey, these niggas switched and they act all the same

Inside my school, they should've put me up for Hall of Fame
My shooter from the logo
You at zero
You don't ball like Dane
Why you capping in your raps?

You not even snapping
Niggas show they colors
They ain't true
They act like Michael Jackson

Yeah, A1, N3
Bitch, I've been the slim
Trim
Only f*cking with that nigga because you know I'm him

Yeah, treat a ho just like a ho
I don't like to simp
Yeah, got my pockets full of paper
Got blues like Nip

I done been through situations
Would've broke these soft ass niggas
Y'all niggas flaunt, y'all niggas flex
Y'all niggas weak inside y'all mental

Ain't no talking
Ain't no texting
It's when I see you, I'm gon' get you
Understand I've been a better man

They beat me down a little
Baby threw it, I just broke it off and beat it down the middle
If you hating, I ain't worried about that

Come address the issue
If we sliding, banging down, y'all block
We coming with a missile
If I got that glock, with switch and stock
It's ripping niggas tissue, nigga

Huh, boy, you on bullshit and you know it
I just get the play and I tell bro go long
And then I throw it
Yeah, you keep it on you
But how do I know your ass gon' blow it

F*ck it
I might just get tired of the bows and have it snowing
Bitch, this shit for my dawg
Just keep it going

I don't know what they on
So they gon' slide?
I know they trolling
Can't stop the motion

I still be outside won't miss my moment
Right or wrong, I'm sliding for my dawg everytime just because I love em

Huh
Laughing at you niggas
You so funny
This shit for the real ones
Turn it off if you a dummy

New pack it's so musty
I walk in, you smell it on me
I don't care about your nigga
Bitch, come put that pussy on me

I'll just flashed out
You wanna get high like me, then you might die
In this life, you can't crash out

I'll teach you how to drive
The coach just gave me 30 lines, I'm doing suicides
Going crazy, I just need some head to ease my f*cking mind

If I catch 30 cases right now, I bet I bail out every time
Brand new hoes all on my gram
She says she like me cause I'm fly

Told this bitch pull up and match
She suck my dick
I don't know why
Baby, ask why I sip lean

I told her ass I'm traumatized
Listen
I walked in like the goat
So they taking my picture

If you my bitch, then I might kiss you
Most of these hoes icky vicky
I don't want no skinny girl
I like my bitches Rucci Renni

Why would I trip over dimes
My money taller than three midgets
You bet no try and spin when I get lit I do you bad
If I spent a bag I guarantee I made it back
Nigga racks, if I don't make no money I get sad