FLOPPA SHOW

[Intro] I wish everything I touch would turn to gold Yeah let's go, Floppa Show you hear me? Quick shoutout to Zack, Ben, Alex, and Kev Midas got a jugg, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis I started this rap, I'ma finish You know they be hatin', tryna take on my image Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope Extended it long as a rope (A rope) We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold I knew that boy on the low Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin' What is your set, boy? What is you claimin'? I am a bеast, you cannot tame it Don't point a finger, you know it get dangеrous These mans hatin', these mans plottin' Yeah, he got money, I'm takin' his wallet You say you a killer, lil' boy, stop it In a shootout, your gun was droppin' You really a fraud, you cannot stomp on this yard My homies, they scammin', they swipin' them cards (Where you zack?) I am so high that I'm talkin' to stars I'm gone off them jiggas, I'm poppin' them bars Don't mind my pimpin', Ay, don't sweat me Juani got a kick, call that Bruce Lee Sauce Gang dripped up, what is your recipe? Gon' get an F if that man try testin' me Man tried me so you know I had to pop him So many bullets, it confused the doctor Whole lotta racks, whole lotta stacks Forget a headshot, I'ma shoot him in the back Three-point-five rolled up in the Cack' I'm sticked up like a blind man I'm super hot like a frying pan He say that he gon' take somethin' from me Ayy, just know, he lyin', man I'ma up from my hip then blow like a whistle My house? It's a rental, Shot that boy mouth Yeah that's dental And if a boy run up, I'ma pop him like a pimple Get rich or die tryin', I'm feelin' like 50 Brand new chopper got double-D meny Boy, don't play me, I don't get silly If he wanna run up on me, shoot him like a Ginobi I be hooping all them hoops man I'm curry [Outro] Brr, Ay no one want beef? Come on? Famous you a monkey, Haha YEAH YEAH