Flu Game

[Intro: Drake & DJ Drama]

That you know, you gotta push right now

To have a standout moment

Where it's like, where it catapults you

And then you can start reapin' the benefits from all the times that you've been around

'Cause people are like, "Okay, Reese has gone to the moon now"

Ayy, Reese (Gangsta)

How long we been doin' this? (Gangsta)

Hahahaha (Gangsta)

Volume four (Gangsta)

It's time (Gangsta Grillz)

[Verse 1: Reese LAFLARE & DJ Drama]

This that flu game, Jordan (FLARE)

Fresh up offer way in a private jet, boarded (Boarded)

Worth a fortune, MVP

Listed Forbes in (Listen)

Out of orbit, pockets Norbit (Woo)

Hard to count (DJ Drama), my hunnids sticky

Pop it, Suzuki, really

I'm a Diva boy, no Mike Amiri

Me and Jеffrey back to back, we want the sеries (Woah)

Niggas ain't callin' gang, they callin' Siri, is you serious? (Fuckin' Siri?)

Out the bowl, milk the game, I'm goin' serial (Yeah)

Money, money, spreadin' both ways, it's bi-curious (Yee)

Big boy 'Ventador, spin the block like I was F1 steerin' (Skrrt)

Niggas ain't seein' the future, they seein' LAFLARE when they look in the mirror

Count up my racks in double time, I want my money to mirror

[Pre-Chorus]

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

[Chorus]

I got some brand new shit

Fully equipped, still got ten tags on it

I just bought a new stick

Came with a kit, it got a long range on it

I be poppin' my shit

Whole lot of shit, y'all ain't gon' do nothin' about it

Niggas be tweetin' them subs

Pass me the scope, we gonna sink 'em down

I got a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of shit, yeah

I got a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of bills, yeah

I got a whole lot of this

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah

I got a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah

[Verse 2]

Whole lot of fashion

I got a whole lot of drip

Put all my bitches in Diva

Poppin' my shit, I pop a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of shit

Niggas be chattin'

Niggas be actin' real catty, mans do not want no static

Feelin' the static, whole lot of faces in pocket

Feelin' myself, I be vibin'

Love for the gang

Whole lot of loved ones around me, whole lot of slimers around me

It's up then it's stuck

Ain't no more issue resolvin'

We pressin' issues about it

Who chargin' 'em up?

Who put the battery in 'em?

We snatch the cables out niggas

Havin' that shit, I'm puttin' on by my set

Got that shit on when I step

[Pre-Chorus]

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

[Chorus: Reese LAFLARE & DJ Drama]

I got some brand new shit

Fully equipped, still got ten tags on it

I just bought a new stick

Came with a kit, it got a long range on it

I be poppin' my shit

Whole lot of shit, y'all ain't gon' do nothin' about it

Niggas be tweetin' them subs

Pass me the scope, we gonna sink 'em down

I got a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of shit, yeah

I got a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of bills, yeah

I got a whole lot of this

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah

I got a whole lot of shit

Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah (Gangsta Grillz)