[Verse 1: Alif]
Hmm…daddy flow
65, 60 – that’s my address the area code
It ain't either or, my dude, I make that money from both
And how time flies, aw yea
We ain't done a track like this in a minute, aw yea
And we did it in a minute yea yea
Last time we had the cardboard getup back in Trix and Q’s crib
It’s more than family now
Fuck a studio, we gon' set up a family house
And puff pass talk shit while we slumped in the couch
Watch Lil Yachty videos, lol it out
Boast, never took those I loath
Came take 2 coast and my whole family knows
I’m the ring that you can't throw
Then jack up some old beams
The Jeff Ross of roast, the Jack Frost of cold things
[Bridge]
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
[Pre-Chorus]
Bout the whole independent rap shit (done did it)
Bout the underground and radio classics (done did it)
Bout the beef, about being bad kids (done did it)
Bout the props, trophies and cool lists (done did it)
Bout the world holla, taking notice (done did it)
Bout the nicest hooks and verses (done did it)
Bout blunts, and pills and acid (done did it)
Bout jumping on the bitching haters (done did it)
[Chorus]
I don’t flex with a tech but, gua ‘da budak budak
Kaizen and Zen in check like, gua dah Bhuda Bhuda
Call me Guatama Ribena, gua da Bhuda Bhuda
Got a problem with my gang? Ni gua punya budak budak
Hand signs til the end times. Up my 22s
Not responsible for mankind, except my 22s
Bishes think I’m sweet? Yea lick the gula gula
Got the juices and the meat, ni semua budak gua
[Verse 2: karmal]
Number 1 at making hits, siapa? Tu lah 22
Pahlawan paling sick, bet it's budak budak gua
Keep the style sejuta every time the guys keluar
Haters malu bila jumpa, macam tak pakai seluar
Lyric kami gerek bila mulut dah meludah
Multi syllable rhymin', man we make it sound so mudah
Mula sampai akhir you know we be making mula
Flow Fam masih nombor 1, carta tak berubah
[Verse 3: Akeem Jahat]
Mic check satu , two, three
It’s evident Flow is heaven sent macam bawah tapak kaki umi
Flow tsunami, water catching bodies
I’m so fly they call the girls around me pramugari
Lidah melayu, kacukkan teloh barat
Always on a 100, macam satu abad
Budak Jahat, jalan barang baik
Budak budak semua turun bila darah naik
[Bridge]
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
My my my we done did it
My my crew kept it 100, yea
[Pre-Chorus]
Bout the whole independent rap shit (done did it)
Bout the underground and radio classics (done did it)
Bout the beef, about being bad kids (done did it)
Bout the props, trophies and cool lists (done did it)
Bout the world holla, taking notice (done did it)
Bout the nicest hooks and verses (done did it)
Bout blunts, pills and acid (done did it)
Bout jumping on the bitching haters (done did it)
[Verse 4: QBe]
Hold up, I told I fuckin told you
Say my name if you want to skip the whole queue
I’m with the whole crew, blazin up in Nobu
Yea, mixing Makgeolli with Soju
That’s the whole truth, we clashing cultures
We in the house, ladies hoverin' like vultures
So if you ask who the fuck done did it
Numbers don’t lie, Flow Fam is infinite
[Verse 5: SonaOne]
Everybody know the crew got rhymes like nursery
Squad shit, turn up like an anniversary
Got a tendency of going crazy on a birthday
Make you wonder why we celebrate it in the first place?
You don’t want it with the team
You won't wanna know what double X and double line mean
I ain't talking Money long man my money Yao Ming
Gua da budak budak man we be burning on that loud thing
[Verse 6: Sayla]
I tried to be the nice guy – Peter Parker
Not a bitch broke boy – Peter Parker
Midnight swinger but off the wall – Peter Parker
But I’ve got a little Venom in me, so fuck a Peter Parker
It’s Sayla dude, fuck you can I?
Why ya’ll wannabe Kenobis when we’re the only Jedis?
Ya’ll hollow bro, all YOLO bro
I make what you make, but Euros, and a couple more zeros bro
Grubbin’ at Deniro's, Puffin at Deniro's
Only thing missing from Nobu was DeNiro
Probably didn’t get the memo, went Nemo, but we anted up
Came a long way from tilting that Bombay up
Done fucking around, time all that porn paid up
10 years to build Rome, now we Pompeiid up
The Fam’s Orwellian, Ralph-Lauryn-Hill-figer
Won't rest on our laurels 'til we cough money, ill figures, yea
[Chorus]
I don’t flex with a tech but, gua ‘da budak budak
Kaizen and Zen in check like, gua dah Bhuda Bhuda
Call me Guatama Ribena, gua da Bhuda Bhuda
Got a problem with my gang? Ni gua punya budak budak
Hand signs til the end times. Up my 22s
Not responsible for mankind, except my 22s
Bishes think I’m sweet? Yea lick the gula gula
Got the juices and the meat, ni semua budak gua
I don’t flex with a tech but, gua ‘da budak budak
Kaizen and Zen in check like, gua dah Bhuda Bhuda
Call me Guatama Ribena, gua da Bhuda Bhuda
Got a problem with my gang? Ni gua punya budak budak
Hand signs til the end times. Up my 22s
Not responsible for mankind, except my 22s
Bishes think I’m sweet? Yea lick the gula gula
Got the juices and the meat, ni semua budak gua
