Fleek

[Verse 1] Match more than your average Every bitch on the team is a bad bitch Catch up, bitch We don't match up, you can't even see my last shit We already on some new shit Full cup, fat blunt like a pool stick Some things never change But I traded in the Civic and I copped a new Range Now we rollin', yeah we rollin' Pedal to the metal, never slowin' Swag on fire but my wrist on froze Snoop said it best, we don't love them hoes And they ain't got shit on me Bitch copyin' the swag, tryna shit on me I just pay them no mind Ain't no wastin' my time, bitch I stay on my grind [Hook] Everything on fleek OG kush and my Swisher Sweet That's fleek That's sweet Everything on fleek OG kush and my Swisher Sweet That's fleek That's me [Verse 2] Debbie got game like a ball team Touchdown, hit the stage and they all scream Turn up, yah mean, yeah we all lean Little bit of Sprite with the codeine So fresh, so clean, beat the swag, ho Fuck a tag, I just throw it in the bag, ho Now that's fleek 50 grand on the wrist, 10 grand on the feet And Debbie only hit it out the ballpark Bitches out of line like a false start Shit just cut me my check I'll just pop me a bottle and hit my connect Turn up, pour up, roll up, smoke up Real bitch roll call, none of y'all show up We don't pay them no mind Bitch I stay on my grind and I'm takin' what's mine That's fleek [Hook]