Flash Out Video (MV)

I swear I just wanna prosper wit' every nigga on my roster
And nothing come between us cuz its La Costra Nostra
Steak shrimp on my plate fettuccine pasta smokin' like Rasta's f*ckin like rockstars
I need you to picture my vision thru a reflection of a glass jar damn
Don't be mad they know that boy rap his ass off
Uhh Yeah working on my stash dog we gotta make it happen you know we can't go out sad dog

I admit niggaz do alot for a lil bit when it come to counting guap deze niggaz illiterate
And u aint a gangster cuz you tote a banger say real shit G be
When the police in yo business but its legitimate
I can't f*ck no basic bitch they drain all my energy swang dat chopper at you niggaz tee
Like its little league
World Series grill my bitch cheese see VV's here to brang it to you niggaz doorstep or ya T.V
It was me 100 and dat nigga Serg at da mall splurgin' wit yo bitch I told dat girl to get it all
Im tryna be grammy nominated like im Paul posted at da Derek politicin wit Bow Wow
Shoutout 50/50 shoutout E2 shoutout Hogg bitch
Come f*ck on Janky Marvo he gone slide thru when I call
Shoutout French Montana until they let MaxB out them walls
Shoutout to deze scandalous hoes on IG postin' just for clout
Out in Austin scooting roun' Downtown wit' my dogs thinkin' bout a sound
To make Chinx and da Pimp proud rest in peace
You know a dud sit yo pussy ass down givin' niggaz L's when dem W's come out

It was all love til' da gunz come out den he got hit wit slugs til' his blood run out
Tippin' in da club til' da funds run out "Tippin" cuff yo hoe now its a pimp on da prowl "Pimpin"
Nigga play games imma f*ckin Flash Out better have my cash niggaz know I Flash Out
Who been in my stash they gone make me Flash Out niggaz hatin' bad bout to make me Flash Out

I swear I just wanna prosper wit' every nigga on my roster and nothing come between us
Cuz its La Costra Nostra
Steak shrimp on my plate fettuccine pasta smokin' like Rasta's f*ckin like rockstars
I need you to picture my vision thru a reflection of a glass jar damn don't be mad
They know that boy rap his ass off
Uhh Yeah working on my stash dog we gotta make it happen you know we can't go out sad dog
It was all love til' da gunz come out den he got hit wit slugs til' his blood run out
Tippin' in da club til' da funds run out "Tippin" cuff yo hoe now its a pimp on da prowl "Pimpin"
Nigga play games imma f*ckin Flash Out better have my cash niggaz know I Flash Out
Who been in my stash they gone make me Flash Out niggaz hatin' bad bout to make me Flash Out