[Intro: Kay Flock and Bebe Rexha]
Yo, turn that shit up a lil' more, you heard? (FBI)
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I (It's just)
Solo ride until I die (She gon)
'Cause I got me for life (I know she)
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
[Verse 1: Kay Flock]
And I hang out the V just for free
And I'm rich, so my Glock got a switch on repeat (On repeat)
Remember days I was down on my feet, now I pull out a hunnid to spend in a week (On Amiri's)
And my kindness, don't take it for weak' (Don't do that shit)
Remember days I ain't sleep for some weeks
I was boomin' for days, now I'm gettin' paid for talkin' my shit on a beat (Don't run, don't trip)
Nothin' changed, just stay in your lane (Faceshot gang, we aim for the cheek)
You touch one of mine, I'm spinnin' for weeks (You ain't gang)
Let it bang, I'm lettin' it flame
You don't do the same, you ain't hangin' with me
Get out the V, you ain't flamin' with me (You ain't bangin' with me)
Ain't no time to be wastin' with me (To be wastin' with me)
Got the chop', I ain't stoppin' for D's (Two knocks)
Two knocks, high speed, got 'em racin' with me (Grrah, grrah)
[Interlude: Kay Flock and Bebe Rexha]
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I (She gon'—)
Solo ride until I die (I know she—)
‘Cause I got me for life (Like)
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
[Interlude: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
Let me talk my-
[Verse 2: J.I the Prince of N.Y]
All of these rap niggas pussy
If they wanna beef I'ma be on they block
And if I get a side of that pussy, I'm gon make that bitch yell out "Free Kay Flock"
I ain't finna act like I don't miss you
It's me myself and I and these pistols
And I got my killers on speed dial, one phone call and they gon come get you
I gotta keep a choppa by my side
I need somebody that gon ride or die
I ain't talking like Bonnie and Clyde
Disrespect me and somebody gon die
Na-na-na-na-na, it's just me myself and I
Walking down this lonely road I'm trying to stay alive
Fuck you scared for?
Talking all that shit and now I'm here boy
I'm just preaching how I'm living
Found out where his mother live, might pay that bitch a visit
I go live on the Gram, I know you recognize this kitchen
It's your crib, nigga
Somebody go tag that boy and tell him I'm where he live, nigga
Got my sneakers off, I'm taking shit right out your fridge, nigga
Thought it was a joke, this shit ain't fake
Your mother tied up while me and Flock blowing smoke right in her face (Oh)
[Interlude: Kay Flock and Bebe Rexha]
Ooh, it's just me, myself and I (Bitch I'm fed up)
Solo ride until I die (She gon-)
‘Cause I got me for life (I know she-)
[Chorus: Kay Flock]
And I'm fed up (I'm fed up)
I ain't dissin', no way I'ma let up (Let up)
And this .30 on me for the setup (Setup)
Ain't no linin' me, bitch, you get wet up
Like, got Berettas (Berettas)
And my bitch got the nine in her sweater (In her sweater)
Is you ridin' for me, 'cause I'm ridin' for you
So fuck 'em, we flockin' together (Baow, baow, baow)
[Outro: Kay Flock]
Grah, grah, grah
Ayo, free the fucking guys till I see the guys, nigga
Disrespect the guys, you gon meet the guys, nigga
Everything for Naz Loc, you heard?
Forever flocking for JayRipK nigga
Balling for JB nigga
Big DOA nigga
Mr. Wipe-A-Nigga-Nose-If-It's-Runny nigga
