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[Intro]
Flocco, yeah
Flocco, yeah
Flocco, yeah
Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go

[Chorus]
Uh, this shit get sticky (This shit get sticky)
Stay out the mix, I don't fuck with too many
Yeah, my bitch so picky (My bitch so picky)
She don't know what to choose, she want the Louis, Balenci'
Yeah, I be fuckin' confused, oh, you think you gon' use me?
Yeah, I be killin' the blues 'til I'm seein' illusions
I just let her move stupid, while I'm peepin' the movements
I couldn't sit around and be useless, I had to get this shit movin'

[Verse]
Ever since a fuckin' kid, n***as wanna do what I'm doin'
Uh, I step in that shit, they lookin' like that, they lookin' [?]
Hop out the GLE Benz (Skrrt), shawty lookin' like she know me
Shawty she I got her wrist wet, now she wanna pull up on me
When it come to that money, I pull up in a heartbeat
Tryna be with the army, can't no fuck-n***a harm me
Bitch, I'ma slide with that what? (With that what?)
Bitch, I'ma slide with Glock (Glock)
Zaza, I'm rollin' it up (Zaza, Zaza, let's go)
Yeah, Zaza, I'm rollin' it up (Rollin' it up)
Bitch, I be smokin' on [?]
Hop out that big-ass, black-ass, truck, n***a, you know that— (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Hop out that big-ass, black-ass, truck, n***a, you know that i'm poppin' (Yeah)
As you can see, we runnin it up, we ain't worried about nonsense
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, this shit—)
[Chorus]
Uh, this shit get sticky (This shit get sticky)
Stay out the mix, I don't fuck with too many
Yeah, my bitch so picky (My bitch so picky)
She don't know what to choose, she want the Louis, Balenci'
Yeah, I be fuckin' confused, oh, you think you gon' use me?
Yeah, I be killin' the blues 'til I'm seein' illusions
I just let her move stupid, while I'm peepin' the movements
I couldn't sit around and be useless, I had to get this shit movin'

[Verse]
Ever since a fuckin' kid, n***as wanna do what I'm doin'
Uh, I step in that shit, they lookin' like that, they lookin' [?]
Hop out the GLE Benz (Skrrt), shawty lookin' like she know me
Shawty she I got her wrist wet, now she wanna pull up on me
When it come to that money, I pull up in a heartbeat
Tryna be with the army, can't no fuck-n***a harm me
Bitch, I'ma slide with that what? (With that what?)
Bitch, I'ma slide with Glock (Glock)
Zaza, I'm rollin' it up (Zaza, Zaza, let's go)
Yeah, Zaza, I'm rollin' it up (Rollin' it up)
Bitch, I be smokin' on [?]
Hop out that big-ass, black-ass, truck, n***a, you know that— (Skrrt, Skrrt, Skrrt)
Hop out that big-ass, black-ass, truck, n***a, you know that i'm poppin' (Yeah)
As you can see, we runnin it up, we ain't worried about nonsense
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, this shit—)