Falco here! Falco here! Falco here! Falco here!
Walk down Black Street
Drive slow, bad bitch in the back seat
All gold, whole bitch in the bedsheets, never wanna watch from the flow said it must be
Taking shots to the seam take it back
Thoughts in the snow get lost in the pack
Never wanna break that ice on the side of the pack, feel the place outside of the last
Bitch you call me, take it back you know me
Bitch bet you show me
Seen from the light from the view, when I climb up nigga wanna tell me that a nigga aint know me
Sniping from the back, see you posted by the pack
I take a fuck it shot and walk right back, I never fucking lack fucking lack
Take that pill for the shame and the pain when I stay sane, nothing I play the same
Let you know that I wanna go back to the place, always wanna think back to same
White bitch said Im a pretty young nigga
Down to the flow young silly ass nigga
One hit song made a milla ass nigga
Say you make that cash, man, really dumb nigga?
Changing the flow when Im all black
Crawling on the mother fucking flow in the back
Two-step, four step, walk to the sound, when I claim money nigga then I run to the wreck
Bitch drowned in the river, no cold
Cold when I shiver and I breathe that note
Told you that I wanna stick to the plan, that I killed that man, and they say Im from the beach
Lay low for the terror
Lay low for the terror
Lay low for the terror
Dress up for the morning, sit back, fuck that warning
Chain slow step to the side for the stone
Bitch, I told you that I never wanna make a loan
Im grown, nigga never pay shit aint cheap
Got so high never get no sleep
Cash for the last place on the seat
Tell a bitch that I never wanna make you keep
Oh go away, ten bad bitches all damn day
Thinking with my life so high with the top-down low, spot a blue-head bitch that day
Come with bags on bags of shots
Pop that shit up in that lot
End of the night when I wanna go back, I change that shit and slowly pack, yeah