[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Shawty keep on tripping, bitching 'bout Nathaniel
I told her to believe in Flippa like I'm Daniel
'Cause I've been stacking Frank and Jacksons like I'm Samual
And if he ohe me paper, we gon' crush [?]
In the cully like I'm Sully with my feet up
Safe house count pound, only time I meet up
Bitches mad at me, 'cause I [?] don't link up
If shawty keep this going, the safe gon' be a Brinks Truck

[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Too many sticks round me, [?] up
Old rappers talking 'bout us, then they get beat up
Posting fake addies for a bitch, you police work
Catch a couple, then I'm gone and get my eat up
Ten star pass, I still fuck with the amenities
I've done what I've done, so I still hide my idenity
Bitch don't get it right, then I throw a flag for a penelty
My best friend [?] he gon' pick off all my enomies
[?] finna close on a villa
You new n***as just poppin, you ain't stepping on no n***as
Pay me in pink and blues, shit, I love me a mixture
I'ma stick and move, if she don't see the bigger picture
Something fine if she mine, I don't mind the wine and dine
First thing you did was fold, you couldn't wait to drop a dime
[?] shots, they on me, we go up when it's time
Upper eshalon don, I'm too smooth for a crime
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Shawty keep on tripping, bitching 'bout Nathaniel
I told her to believe in Flippa like I'm Daniel
'Cause I've been stacking Frank and Jacksons like I'm Samual
And if he ohe me paper, we gon' crush [?]
In the cully like I'm Sully with my feet up
Safe house count pound, only time I meet up
Bitches mad at me, 'cause I [?] don't link up
If shawty keep this going, the safe gon' be a Brinks Truck

[Verse 2: Skilla Baby]
5000 dollar L.V.'s on
I was getting money when Soulja Boy was my ringtone
Button on my blicky, ain't gon' lie, this bitch a cheat code
I was selling crack, man, this rap shit like free [?]
I told my hitta, hit him, get him, get them bricks in and flip them
I know growers, I know blowers, I'm the monkey in the middle
Please don't play me [?] pistol whip a n***a with my pistol
Put that brush on his wave cap, bend him like [?]
Pinky ring on bling bling, man, this bitch cost me a nickle
I put that ice around Billy like he living in an iglue
Bust down my Bezzle, I'm chilling
I sell fake percs to the gremlins
30 pointers in my pendent
Petty ass boy, quit penny pintching
Ain't no [?] keep this bitch [?]
I'm the youngest n***a in a Presi from my block
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Shawty keep on tripping, bitching 'bout Nathaniel
I told her to believe in Flippa like I'm Daniel
'Cause I've been stacking Frank and Jacksons like I'm Samual
And if he ohe me paper, we gon' crush [?]
In the cully like I'm Sully with my feet up
Safe house count pound, only time I meet up
Bitches mad at me, 'cause I [?] don't link up
If shawty keep this going, the safe gon' be a Brinks Truck