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