Flathead - Ola Runt

Get the flathead

I just seen a Ram truck fold the flatbed

We finna slide on the rat with the ratchet

Know I keep a shooter like a crackhead

Step on him and make him scatter like an ant dead

He on IG with that fifty but I got a hundred (hunnid round)

Pour up some drank with a Fanta

Riding my wave back can make a tsunami

Down bad but I wasn’t begging for money

Flat rich they think I’m leaving the country

5L gang ready to kill

I got the brick like I build

Frontline say I need me a shield

Hands sweaty so my Glock got the grip

Cowboy, I keep two Glocks on my hips

John Deere, I got a pocket with steel

Pee Wee Kirkland, I got dog food

Like Snoop, I’m a dog too

Cross ‘em up then foul you

Wow, super shiesty

Put a demon in the Chrysler

Let him freestyle like a cypher

Steady on me like a lifer

From Atlanta, I ain’t talking bout Rikers

I’m a pull up supercharger

I’m a hop out super trendy

Tryna make ‘em proud like Penny

Ten thousand one die

Make ‘em lay down, Bed-Stuy

We at the playground sticks out

We finna slide but this ain’t a slide

We going head first like a dive

They found a nine bullet in his eye

Fuck them niggas, roll ‘em

Fuck that bitch, expose ‘em

I went global, left ‘em local

High speed chase, now I need a chauffeur

Big dog, bought my bitch a choker

Keep my distance like corona

Heard they want smoke like a stoner

Is you gon' pop when it pop?

Stuck now cause he said it was up

Chess not checkers, we coming for (touch/tut?)

Pat down I had a (bomb?) on my nuts

Shake down, start coming for us

Fake love, now I’m coming for lust

Rap lies but you want me to trust

Locked up, he ain’t want me to touch

Chop it up but I ain’t gonna discuss

Two four, that’s my brother

Dealer, that’s my buzzer

Stick talk, it start stuttering

Cartier star studded

Bust down watch too flooded

Pop percs like Kid Cudi

Mask on like I’m ugly

Victim with no suspect

Send hits with no subject

Married to the streets no object