(Things have changed)
(There are checkpoints everywhere)
(Someone blew up a checkpoint)
(Heavy flow day)
(Yeah)
(Uh)
I got too many bitches they all want money
That explains why the bitch tryna be funny
I'm flippin' these packs like it's honey
I spit game to the bitches they want me
You be going out sad you a dummy
Rappin' shit like a motherf*ckin' mummy
Niggas act like the shit you a son to me
Hit your bitch from the back now she done with me
I hop on a track get to mumbling
Now I'm rappin' these facts yeah I'm humbling
Now these niggas think that they gon humble me
I can't give a f*ck bout niggas under me
But I give a f*ck about a bitch who gon look up at me from her knees
That bitch get me stiff stuck up and rich
The pussy and money be growin' on trees
That bitch suck my dick she tryna get hit
I go Mike Tyson on that treesh
She ain't do no protests but she want this piece
I'm walkin these niggas like dogs these niggas try get off but they on a leash
My nigga I'm over the law I pay out the cops nigga I'm the police
Saw your bitch she lost her job I said get naked for this fee
She gon pay to suck this cock
Your hoe a slut and I'm just steez
I got racks for sure
You see it in my money counter I count up the cheese
I can't bag no hoe
They makin' me pay 20 cents it look good on receipts
Bitch just check this flow it's on the app and that shit free
Then she shake that ass right to my raps it's like she seizing
That bitch easy
I'm watchin' every season
I'm cappin' to hoes for no reason
I go back and forth like it's treason
I'm makin' her mad I'm a demon
She makin' me mad imma leave it
If the cap is a fitted believe it
If I rock with the city I need it
If my watch is on freeze it's anemic
I pull up and bitch we on timin it takes a few years to go get the new season
I'm spittin' in all of my rhymes and I need a white hoe but I need that bitch seasoned
This that motherf*ckin' flow check
I tend to get these hoes wet
Got VVS on my neck
I ask if she on go yet
We gonna ride out on a boat when we dock by the jet
I f*ck this bitch like she a hoe nah she ain't gettin' rest
If I get arrested
Let me come hit again cause you know I be givin' the best dick
I'm invested
But I don't be givin' all these bitches no options I'm tested
Ahh shit okay
(Oh yeah we're flowin' bro)
willanova - flow checkpoint 2.0 Lyrics
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(Things have changed)
(There are checkpoints everywhere)
(Someone blew up a checkpoint)
(Heavy flow day)
(Yeah)
(Uh)
I got too many bitches they all want money
That explains why the bitch tryna be funny
I'm flippin' these packs like it's honey
I spit game to the bitches they want me
You be going out sad you a dummy
Rappin' shit like a motherf*ckin' mummy
Niggas act like the shit you a son to me
Hit your bitch from the back now she done with me
I hop on a track get to mumbling
Now I'm rappin' these facts yeah I'm humbling
Now these niggas think that they gon humble me
I can't give a f*ck bout niggas under me
But I give a f*ck about a bitch who gon look up at me from her knees
That bitch get me stiff stuck up and rich
The pussy and money be growin' on trees
That bitch suck my dick she tryna get hit
I go Mike Tyson on that treesh
She ain't do no protests but she want this piece
I'm walkin these niggas like dogs these niggas try get off but they on a leash
My nigga I'm over the law I pay out the cops nigga I'm the police
Saw your bitch she lost her job I said get naked for this fee
She gon pay to suck this cock
Your hoe a slut and I'm just steez
I got racks for sure
You see it in my money counter I count up the cheese
I can't bag no hoe
They makin' me pay 20 cents it look good on receipts
Bitch just check this flow it's on the app and that shit free
Then she shake that ass right to my raps it's like she seizing
That bitch easy
I'm watchin' every season
I'm cappin' to hoes for no reason
I go back and forth like it's treason
I'm makin' her mad I'm a demon
She makin' me mad imma leave it
If the cap is a fitted believe it
If I rock with the city I need it
If my watch is on freeze it's anemic
I pull up and bitch we on timin it takes a few years to go get the new season
I'm spittin' in all of my rhymes and I need a white hoe but I need that bitch seasoned
This that motherf*ckin' flow check
I tend to get these hoes wet
Got VVS on my neck
I ask if she on go yet
We gonna ride out on a boat when we dock by the jet
I f*ck this bitch like she a hoe nah she ain't gettin' rest
If I get arrested
Let me come hit again cause you know I be givin' the best dick
I'm invested
But I don't be givin' all these bitches no options I'm tested
Ahh shit okay
(Oh yeah we're flowin' bro)
(There are checkpoints everywhere)
(Someone blew up a checkpoint)
(Heavy flow day)
(Yeah)
(Uh)
I got too many bitches they all want money
That explains why the bitch tryna be funny
I'm flippin' these packs like it's honey
I spit game to the bitches they want me
You be going out sad you a dummy
Rappin' shit like a motherf*ckin' mummy
Niggas act like the shit you a son to me
Hit your bitch from the back now she done with me
I hop on a track get to mumbling
Now I'm rappin' these facts yeah I'm humbling
Now these niggas think that they gon humble me
I can't give a f*ck bout niggas under me
But I give a f*ck about a bitch who gon look up at me from her knees
That bitch get me stiff stuck up and rich
The pussy and money be growin' on trees
That bitch suck my dick she tryna get hit
I go Mike Tyson on that treesh
She ain't do no protests but she want this piece
I'm walkin these niggas like dogs these niggas try get off but they on a leash
My nigga I'm over the law I pay out the cops nigga I'm the police
Saw your bitch she lost her job I said get naked for this fee
She gon pay to suck this cock
Your hoe a slut and I'm just steez
I got racks for sure
You see it in my money counter I count up the cheese
I can't bag no hoe
They makin' me pay 20 cents it look good on receipts
Bitch just check this flow it's on the app and that shit free
Then she shake that ass right to my raps it's like she seizing
That bitch easy
I'm watchin' every season
I'm cappin' to hoes for no reason
I go back and forth like it's treason
I'm makin' her mad I'm a demon
She makin' me mad imma leave it
If the cap is a fitted believe it
If I rock with the city I need it
If my watch is on freeze it's anemic
I pull up and bitch we on timin it takes a few years to go get the new season
I'm spittin' in all of my rhymes and I need a white hoe but I need that bitch seasoned
This that motherf*ckin' flow check
I tend to get these hoes wet
Got VVS on my neck
I ask if she on go yet
We gonna ride out on a boat when we dock by the jet
I f*ck this bitch like she a hoe nah she ain't gettin' rest
If I get arrested
Let me come hit again cause you know I be givin' the best dick
I'm invested
But I don't be givin' all these bitches no options I'm tested
Ahh shit okay
(Oh yeah we're flowin' bro)
Writer: William Wallace
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