AGGRESSIVE FLOW

English translation

'bout to whip this shit up.

He'll get your ass wiped, don't fuck with him.

Three tennis chains on, cost a fucking M. Play duck, duck, goose, see if you duck a ten.

A nigga snatch my chain, he dyin' doin' the running man.

When we hop out the car, everybody got a gun in hand. I'm finna audit you lil' niggas, I'm Uncle Sam.

I'm done fuckin' with my daddy, but I fuck with Tam, that's my auntie.

Real shit, I'm probably finna cut off Alee. This shit been fuckin' with my mental, bro, I can't think.

Anxiety, if I ain't got a Xanny, bro, I can't sleep.

Variety, we got a party pack, it's like eighteen. You lyin' to me if you tell me them is not fake jeans.

You dyin' on me 'cause bro clutchin' on a Glock 18 with monkey nuts on it.

You got fake chrome jeans, I don't even want 'em. I had a gun on me, but I won't even shoot it.

He had a gun on him, but he won't even blow it, and we all know it.

They put me in the hole knowin' I'm claustrophobic. I did too much time, so I came home and bought a

Rollie. Then I bought a Sky-Dweller, then I bought an AP.

Then I bought another one and bought my bae three. Black smoke gettin' in my eyes, bro, I can't see.

Just hit a bitch from the C's raw, now I can't pee.

If he ain't got on six carat earrings, that ain't Ree, that ain't me.

If he ain't got a Lamb' truck, bitch, that ain't me.

If he ain't got a million dollar crib, nigga, matter fact, this bitch one point three. If he ain't got a pool at the crib, that ain't me.

If he ain't had an M, nigga, then that ain't Ree.

If that nigga ain't my mommy, he can't spank me. I'm the reason Flint poppin', better thank me.

I could've got a gun in jail, you not gon' shank me. You know I'm takin' fire.

Every time I get pissed off, I take a bar. Then I calm down, then I settle down.

He just had some purp, he got some yellow now. He was a Ja Morant fan, he like LaMelo now.

Bitch been ballin' with me ten years, ain't got a ring, she like Carmelo now.

Way I put my balls between her legs, she like AI.

I stay high, I up an M of gas, they said it's AI. I believe in a higher power, I can't die.

I told you I'll never fuck your bitch 'cause I can't try. Mine Entertainment, richest niggas out of

Flint, I can't lie. Caught the nigga ridin' on a bike, we gon' skate by. Do a

U-turn, jump out, and drop eighty-five. Could've hit you with the whole hundred.

"Your baby fucked up, let me hold somethin'. " I hate hearin' that shit.

I don't even fear God, I ain't scared of shit. Now, where the fear of God?

I don't wear essentials. That nigga beat a fed case with a paralegal.

He had a hundred cow dollars, a pair of Eagles, two fifty cals.

This a fuckin' ten milli', it'll flip a cow. Drive the Lamb' like Ricky Bobby and I'm Ricky down.

Bitch, I'm on house arrest, you know that I don't sit around.

I gotta stay on my feet, I gotta move quick. Every day, I gotta do shit.

Every day, I'm ridin' 'round with two clips. If we drunk four pints, is that two fifths?

I don't know my math, I'm kinda high now. I kinda get sleepy when I ride.

You get shot in your head, you better not lie down. You better not close your eyes. You know if you panic, then you gonna die.

This a Chrome four-five. Thirties make me go to sleep with my boner live.

The bitch jumped on my dick like she rode a bike. I got too much J on, I don't wanna fight.

I don't wanna beat your ass, bro, I want your life.

You try the Gaffer Boyz, boy, you gonna die. You try M-I-N-E, you gon' D-I-E.

You gotta sign an NDA and let me see ID. Before I let you in the crib, give your phone to D.

And you gotta let him tint your car.

My white aunt don't bullshit, he just sniffed a bar. He bent the quarter in the Hellcat and put that bitch in park.

This shootin' a. 308, we get hit from afar. We ridin' with a fuckin' sniper rifle.

If I only fuck one time, then I don't like you.

I'm a real nigga, if you go to jail, I am not gon' write you. But I'll put a hundred dollars on your books so you can buy some

Nikes. I remember when my bro wouldn't let me buy no diapers.

He came home, I gave him ten thousand, then a pint of Wocky.

Keep throwin' this shit in these niggas' face, I feel cocky. Call me Shawty D, this a shotty B.

BBs and a slug, that's how shotties be. You gotta load that bitch up.

If you a Mine Gaffer Boy Entertainment nigga, hold your. . . Nigga, hold your, nigga, hold your shit up.

Nigga, hold your wrist up, don't get twisted up. Tell the bitch I need my hair twisted up.

After she do my hair, she gon' lick my nuts. Your baby daddy cannot fuck with me, I wear

Rick and stuff. I don't trick enough, so I don't hit enough.

I heard they hit your brother up and you didn't pick him up.

I'm somewhere with a bad bitch eating chicken butt. I done drunk a lot of pints, I need my liver flushed.

I can't believe Sosa came in my house while the swishers up.

Then a nigga fell asleep off bars, time I lift him up. Knowin' damn well can't nobody pick your big ass up.

Matter fact, let me hit your cup. Where the fuckin' boil at? Nigga, lift it up.

Lift the bottle top 'fore you get your bottle popped.

Got on some Tupac shit, I'ma shot a cop. Don't give a fuck what kind of gun you got, it can't stop a chop.

I hope you know niggas get cut in half when choppers chop.

When choppers chop, when a chopper chop, when a chopper chop, this a chopper chop. Chopper style, we in Chopper City.

I pull up on my mama, brought a chopper with me.

Pull up on my baby mama, brought a chopper with me. I pull up on my nigga, got a Glocky with me.

I can't let him see it, he might try to slide in a Lamb' truck.

I made they ass shake when they got behind me. I know I'm finna drop a tape, I wanna drop somebody.

I feel like Future in '08, I'm finna pop a Molly. Drink some Actavis, I'll smack a bitch.

I'm really havin' this, I don't be actin' rich.

Real dope fiend, baby, I grew up smellin' crack and shit. Hit him in his shoulder, he did a backwards flip.

Bitch, my heart gettin' colder, you better not ask for shit. I'ma tell you no.

You say you finna get put out your house, I'ma tell you so. You raise your voice when you in my house,

I'ma tell you go. I wish a nigga would though, now I'm tellin' ghosts.

They shot his ass up close, all you smell is smoke.

That shit reepin' through the bag, I can tell it's dope. The bitch asked me ten questions, all I said was nope.

The nigga showed Will somethin', all he said was dope. Jay asked me, "Should I do it?

" I'ma tell him go.

I swear to God, if Woody walk in the liquor store, that bitch gettin' robbed. Free my nigga Woody.

A nigga put a hit on my chain, I'm goin' out like Gucci. Slidin' out of Maybach Z, nigga try me, I'm goin' out like Lucci.

Like, bitch, why the fuck did you just get in my car and it smell like coochie?

Welcome to the mind of a maniac, I feel like Boosie.

My lips wet, I need some codeine, bro, I feel like Pookie.

Twenty naked hoes in the house, why I smell like dookie?