(YDM)
Bitch I take off yes I'm levitating'
Bitch I pull up with no hesitation
Toolies Tecs I might pull a .380
On my own dick bitch I'm mastrubating
Bands like a track meet I'm running shit up
If I'm on the track bitch I'm fucking shit up
Bitch I got hands you better off shootin' shit up
If you gon' do it know I keep some shit tucked

(hook)
I know one day that I'mma meet my maker
Living life like a game bitch I'm the player
Living life like a game bitch I'm the player
I'm the player I'm the player
I'm the player

Life of a player I'm playmakin'
Taledega Knights, shake-n-bake n
On my own dick, masturbation
We don't fool around no hankey pankey
Hank Hill, propane
Smokin' green, romaine
I don't need no hoes mane
Trap house got bullet holes mane
(yuh)
The shit it get real on 11th street
Fuck what a bitch'll be tellin me
Skateboardin' around with a backpack full of them felonies
Ain't nobody really fuckin witcha' when you get known for runnin' up in houses
Hurt bae in this bitch, hit so many licks I forgot I stopped countin'

(hook)

(Flirt God)
Boy you can't rock with me
You could get robbed for free
I'm on my way to get the bag
Ain't no one stoppin' me
I know where he keeps a pack
Its in my custody
(aye)
White denim pants
Stains can't fuck with me
If you won't ride for me
Then you can't shop with me
Dime hoes, I got a monopoly
And I'm blowin' on that broccoli
I'm sleepin' in the coffin
In the mausoleum often
You continue all the gossip
While yo girl continues toppin' me
Ain't no toppin' me
Ain't no modesty
You couldn't see me with it
Ain't no watchin' me
You so worried about it
You basically the thot police
I'm respecting women
Dog its 2017

(hook)