Randy Savage

[Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] Two Glocks, one blunt, and a bad bitch I'm flexing on these niggas, Randy Savage Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, drink some Actavis Bitches we be swapping out look like some actresses Two Glocks, one blunt, and a bad bitch I'm flexing on these niggas, Randy Savage Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, drink some Actavis Bitches we be swapping out look like some actresses [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] I said I'm trying to see what's happening, little mama what's up Three diamond chains on my neck, with Texas in my cup Jumping off the top row, tell these bitches that's what's up Four hundred for the Ghost, I got a check, run it up Snatch a chain, you ain't tough Hundred racks, that's not enough Fucking bad, breaking swag, cute ass, that's up ? up, I got a check Don't gotta borrow, it's on deck In my pocket, I'm gon pop it at your noggin, Randy Savage I'm a legend, boy you know it Hundred dollar bills--I don't flex, I throw it Hopped in the club and I'm gon' roll it And these molly's we don' chewed it Your main bitch, we ran through it Leg dropping these bitches Blowing Backwood's, I can't do no fucking Swisher's Take a picture [Hook] [Verse 2: B Ceeze] Gon' pop that pussy for a Squad nigga We ain't worrying bout your man, we let them bands hit him Money all I see, money all I know Money all I get, I stack it from the floor Twenty doves and fifties, no chains When on the dash, spent fifty on some earrings Nigga's saying what they know, we get big chains 2 Glocks, for these nigga's trying to hit man On the molly's and we rolling, better see you boy Extended clip, fully loaded, wouldn't want to be you, boy Stay flexing on a nigga, Randy Savage Catch me flexing on the coupe, with a bad bitch [Hook] [Verse 3: Frenchie] Flexing, hard, out this, planet Macho, man, Randy, Savage Bands Andre the giant, taller than that Call me Lex Luger, I got torture racks You better keep your eyes open, for you take a trip with that undertaker I'm a stone cold nigga, middle finger up like fuck a hater Don't reach for my legs, I aim straight for the head ?, ? Sony, got them, 808's Boy I'm straight with the cake Smell of the rocks cooking, that's straight up base Kill them with this slow flow, cause most niggas got no flow Slow dough better than no dough, now that's a no-no [Hook]