[Intro: Waka Flocka Flame]
Flocka!

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I go hard in the motherfucking paint, n***a
Leave you stinking, n***a
What the fuck you thinking, n***a?
I won't die for this shit or what the fuck I say
Front yard, broad day with the SK
See Gucci, that's my motherfucking n***a
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass n***a
Riding real slow, bending corners, my n***a (Flocka!)

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Got a main bitch (And?), got a mistress (What else?)
A couple girlfriends, I'm so hood-rich
Keep my dick hard (Yeah) and keep me smoking
You'll get bills free, shawty, no joking (Real talk)
And what I stand for? (Flocka!) Brick Squad (Brick Squad)
I'ma die for this shawty, man, I swear to God
In the trap with some killers and some hood n***as
Where you at? Where you trap? You ain't hood, n***a (Bow!)
Keep this shit 300, put that shit on my hood (Flocka)
Crips fucking with me, G's and the Vice Lords (Brrrrrrr)
Esé and amigos freestyle off the dome
Brick Squad, Waka Flocka Flame is fucking home (Flocka!)
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I go hard in the motherfucking paint, n***a
Leave you stinking, n***a, what the fuck you thinking, n***a?
I won't die for this shit or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)
Front yard, broad day with the SK
See, Gucci, that's my motherfucking n***a
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame, one hood-ass n***a
Riding real slow, bending corners, my n***a

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
What's up, pussy n***a? (What's up?)
What's up, punk n***a? (What's up?)
They got on that n***a, make your momma's momma miss you
Hope you got your killers with you
Hope you got your n***as with you
Hope your goons riding with you
They gon' fucking miss you, n***a
N***a with a attitude like Eaze and Cube
When my little brother died, I said: "Fuck school!"
I picked the burner up, then I grabbed some marijuana
Two years later, screaming: "Now I'm here, your honor!"
Glock 9, the SK, if you want the beef
Shawty, point blank range, I'll put your ass to sleep
Shawty, talk is cheap, so watch what you say
Broad day in the air like this shit legal (Flocka!)
[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I go hard in the motherfucking paint, n***a
Leave you stinking, n***a, what the fuck you thinking, n***a?
I won't die for this shit or what the fuck I say (Brick Squad)
Front yard, broad day with the SK (Bop-bop-bop-bop-bow!)
See Gucci, that's my motherfucking n***a
I hang in the 'Dale with them Hit Squad killers
Waka Flocka Flame one hood-ass n***a
Riding real slow, bending corners, my n***a

[Outro: Waka Flocka Flame]
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