Heembeezy – Floccer

Heembeezy – Floccer Lyrics

Artist: Heembeezy
Song: Floccer

Hmm
Yeah, aight
Hmm
b#tch, I need the chip, I’m a five-star flocker

She callin’ me daddy, but she know I’m not a father
Smokin’ good Cook’, this that fire, Betty Crocker
We cannot kick it, no karate or soccer
I’ll kick a door before I ever be a doctor

Chili bandit, I was up at school crackin’ lockers
Never been broke, I hit the road, I had to run it up
Hundred after hundred, blue strips, better sum it up
Christian Louboutins, I bleed the scene, I’m finna f#ck ’em up

I just bopped for twenty, b#tch, you know I’m finna double up
Them n#gg#s can’t f#ck with us, f#ck a sucker, shoot ’em up
I ain’t runnin’ fades, I’m off the juicе, you know I’m sippin’ mud
Off the Wockeisha, I can feel it in my lungs

If I see the jakеs, I ain’t stoppin’, I’ma run
He don’t shoot sh#t, but spent a thousand on that gun
She mad I’m always in the field, I told her go f#ck with a bum
Before I hop inside my feelings, I’ma hop inside a bag

Always turned nothin’ into somethin’, so they mad
I send my white boy on a skit, that’s my young n#gg# Chad
b#tch, my Glock replace the muscle and my pockets stay fat
b#tch, do you wanna f#ck? I don’t got time for the foolery

I’ll lose my life before I let ’em touch my jewelry
That n#gg# sound dumb if he ever think he shootin’ me
I keep it on me, mama not gon’ cry, she ain’t losin’ me
I know I could work a job, I hit the road, that’s who I choose to be

I’m mixin’ Cookie with the bread inside the grabba loose leaf
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Release Year: 2022