Trayywel - FLOORING IT! Lyrics

Ah
Oh yeah, okay
Off that lean, I was high
In that demon, I'm a slide
Off the lean I was high, now that four I'm pouring it
In that demon Imma slide, hit that gas flooring it
Call my phone, I don't reply, you know I'm ignoring it
I could never call her mine, you know that's a boring bitch
I was chilling in Milan, f*cking on a foreign bitch
Hit her once, she gon' reply, shoot my shot, I'm scoring it
Hate on me, I don't know why, I spent 40 on a kit
Chillin' in Louis Vuitton, 1400 on some kicks
I done spent like 25 hundred, walking out of Rick
Pull up with like 25 guns for talking on the kid
He could barely pull out 5, I spent 20 on a fit
How you almost 25? Im still f*cking on your bitch
How she almost 25? Im still f*cking on that shit
Got way over 25, so you know I'm never trippin'
They knew I was out my mind, I spent a hundred in a minute
They knew I was on my mind, when I pulled up with a switchy
Are you ever gonna buy in one them stores you going in
I've been rocking Number (N)ine, cause you know On these beats you know I slide, yeah, you know I'm going in
Yeah, you know I put in time, but now I'm really showing it
Yeah, I always show up high, I be really floating in
Stack the money to my eye, blue hundreds on my Grover shit
In that big body slidin' in that Rover bitch
How she saying that she mine, when I don't even know the bitch
I don't even know the bitch