Flip - Cootie

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It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and

All them bitches mine

Got a habit fell in love with wocky

Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)

Imma real trapstar feel like Gucci in 09

One flip two flip three flip five

It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and

All them bitches mine

Got a habit fell in love with wocky

Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)

See that look up in my eyes I feel like this all the time

Overdose I’m dropped from head to toe

This come from serving bows

My cartel come from Mexico (damn)

We gt em in and sell em whol (let goo)

Moving weight like Pablo

But serving Js like come n go (damn)

Ah meet u at the corner Sto (yeah)

Or take risk and hit the road (let goo)

Money cars clothes & bows

Kno that’s jus how Cootie rollI done ran thru plenty homes

And hoes but now I’m on the road (we is)

Gucci shoes designer stores sauced up f***ing model h***

Wrist and neck on froze I got clientele from cross the globe

Trapped out like the 80s

Bitches on me like I made it

Hood rich before I signed a deal

Before I joined a label I been serving so much white girl

They probably think I racial

Put on gloves before I touch it

Well connected like I’m cable

One flip two flip three flip five

It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and

All them bitches mine

Got a habit fell in love with wocky

Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)

Imma real trapstar feel like Gucci in 09

One flip two flip three flip five

It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and

All them bitches mine

Got a habit fell in love with wocky

Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)

See that look up in my eyes I feel like this all the time

Pushing weight like planet fitness

Get em in and move em quickly

I’m the one that flood the city wit it

Make the city chilly

Prices low I’m trapping hard

They prolly think ah nigga silly

How he get em cross the broader

All in order nothing missing

Trapping trapping trapping

This shit here became a habit

These lil niggas out here capping

Like they having but they average

Came from nothing I’m that youngin

I remember being abandon (damn)

Told myself that I’m a man

And all the business imma handle it (Sosa)

Now it’s one rack two racks three racks

Four I was wrestling with a O before I ever

Touched a bow

Now I get em by the dozen what you want

At 24 (Kobe)

I was broke now I’m up

And I can buy a nigga h**

One flip two flip three flip five

It’s a whole lotta Ps in here and

All them bitches mine

Got a habit fell in love with wocky

Sip it like it’s wine (sip it)

Imma real trapstar feel like Gucci in 09