(Intro:Alam Nasrallah)
Don’t knock it till you try it

(Real Trapan Music)

(Chorus:Alam Nasrallah)
Going off the rip,I can float like this
I’m a goat in this bitch so nobody can tell me shit
Check the back door
Don’t fuck with a side hoe
All eyes open,I need to see the show
All ears open because I wanna know
This Choppa’s Elsa,I can just let it go
I’m bout to catch the opps,this place gonna blow
Only shoot at the number fours
Let me go

(Verse 1:Alam Nasrallah)
Been trapping since the pandemic
I’ve been getting money,call that a bandemic
I jumped out the house,I’mma need like 12 paramedics
Rudeness is a virus,like Corona don’t spread it
I just beat your ass like we were in Tekken
I just popped one
Firing off twenty one guns
Twenty one bullets,this will be a lot of fun
I don’t wanna kiss and feel your teeth,I just wanna do it with the tongue
Why y’all praying like nuns?
(Chorus:Alam Nasrallah)
Going off the rip,I can float like this
I’m a goat in this bitch so nobody can tell me shit
Check the back door
Don’t fuck with a side hoe
All eyes open,I need to see the show
All ears open because I wanna know
This Choppa’s Elsa,I can just let it go

(Verse 2:Alam Nasrallah)
She think I’m trippin,off the percocets
No time for talking,I go deep in there and have sex
Hold on,you might wanna protect your neck
Any vampire here deserves disrespect
I’m panting like a dog,she did say I was her class pet

(Pre-Chorus:Alam Nasrallah)
Outta my mind right now
This is my time right now
She wanna fuck me right now
Yeah yeah,walk in with a hundred thou

(Yo Pierre,you wanna come out here?)

(Chorus:Alam Nasrallah)
Got this cash flow
This the maddest flow
Got this cash flow
Got all these hoes
Got this cash flow
This the maddest flow
Got the saddest flow
It’s the cash flow
(Verse 3:Alam Nasrallah)
This could be my last song legitimately
You know I got good intentions baby
But my bad habits are crazy
If you want a verse,you’re gonna have to pay me
Living legend like Jay Zee
These hoes tryna rape me
These hoes tryna date me
I’m a history in the making
Cut the dreads off a Jamaican
Heard The Rock was cooking,what’s he making?

(Chorus:Alam Nasrallah)
Got this cash flow
This the maddest flow
Got this cash flow
Got all these hoes
Got this cash flow
This the maddest flow
Got the saddest flow
It’s the cash flow

(Verse 4:Alam Nasrallah)
Pull up and shawty get deep in there
I might O.D. in there
I might just pee in her
Diamonds on my neck looking like a chandelier
Pretend I’m not here
Screaming Ayo Pierre!
It’s truth or dare
Fucking with us will turn you square
Tom MacDonald dropped,yeah nobody cares
With the DONDA sales,you can’t even compare
(Damn son,where’d you find this?)

(Outro:Chippy)
ALAMI squad
Where you at?
Me?
I’m just chilling
But next track’s gonna be crazy
Because we’re just getting started