Rylo Rodriguez, Big Yavo - Flip Phone lyrics

See, I been fly
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav, for sure)
'Fore I walked in the booth, I been high
(For sure, yeah) say (I might take your ho)

Look, two things I love to do is get
That money and put that shit on
(Get that money and put that shit on
For sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap
Go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
(For sure) i wake up and brush my teeth
(For sure)
Grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Let's go)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish

Bitch, I be ballin' like I'm Stewie
(The mall)
That peso language, I speak fluent (For sure)
And she claim she don't sell


Pussy, but for that check
She gon' just do it (yeah)
Ayy, that money, I get to it (Get to it)
Ayy, that money, I thumb through it
(I thumb it)
And I'm in love with that Glock
But FN lighter just like fluid
(That bitch lighter, gang)
Just found out that she a slut
(I just found) , but all my partners
Said they knew it (They said it, woah)
Yeah, Rylo say she been one
(One) , know she a ho
So we run through her (Run)
Ayy, and get that, let me run it back
(Let me run it back)
Nigga, I'm talkin' 'bout a running back
(A running back)
These niggas shoot in the air
Like we running track (Oh, nah)
Nigga, I ain't tuckin' no chain
Ain't know none of that (Say, oh, nah)
Ayy, this Wockhardt, not no cognac (Cognac)
I know you a groupie, ho
Where your phone at? (Ayy, where it at?)
I made ten K, yeah, just this morning
(This morning)
In love with the money, shit got me moaning
(Me moaning)
When I count it, shit make me horny
(Sure did)
Load up, let's spin with titties and dicks
(Grrah) when I spot 'em
Hop out and I shoot me a flick (Hop out)
Hold that bitch with two hands (Grrt)
That's how you hit 'em with switch (Grrt)

Two things I love to do is get
That money and put that shit on (For sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap
Go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
(Cop a, let's go)
I wake up and brush my teeth
Grab my Glock and put my wrist on
(Put that Cart' on)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish, ayy

Sent the bitch grandma in
Walgreens for mud use (I just did)
I ain't romantic, lil' ho, don't touch me
I been like this since Hug juice
(yeah, yeah)
Been like this since frozen cups
Sixty-five in, don't fill the whole drum up
Auntie and cousin boosters, no, they
Not no soccer moms, so a plug a goal for us
They hidin', they on they block with it
Bullets flying, we in the cockpit
They tryna slide, he murked
His dog by accident
They think the opps did it
(Think the opps did it)
Runnin' the wrong way
Seen stick-ups turn to shakedowns
Get a cool spot, know your phone straight
(Your phone good)
Dissin' 'cause he safe, he ain't no opp
His ass a home plate
Mobile, we'll jugg somethin'
We ain't learn to scam (No)
I'm with Yavo, like a chef who can't cook
He straight Birmingham (Straight Birmingham)
His bitch might, "You up?" We
Fuck, she screamin' loud
But we be on the hush never shot a fully
Take that switch out his hand 'fore
He shoot one of us

Look, two things I love to do is get
That money and put that shit on
(Get that money and put that shit on
For sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap
Go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
(For sure) i wake up and brush my teeth
(For sure)
Grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Let's go)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish, ayy
Two things I love to do is get
That money and put that shit on
(Get that money and put that shit on
For sure)
And if I don't blow with this rap
Go cop a brick and buy a flip phone
(For sure) i wake up and brush my teeth
(For sure)
Grab my Glock and put my wrist on (Let's go)
Can't forget that Cuban
Make her get naked, but she Jewish, ayy