CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Covid Flow Freestyle
BankRollGot**
Even in the pandemic, I’mma pop my sh*t (Lil b*t*h)
Can’t tell me I’m not that b*t*h (Prrr)
Hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
Hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my page (Lil’ stalker)
And my ex wanna flex on the kid
I ain’t claimin’ no n***a, that is not my d**k (What else?)
Ain’t gang and you not my sis
Cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic (Gang)
Quarentine, [?], i’m pushin’ up
I could double whatever she puttin’ up
Why that n***a you claimin’ you own keep on hittin’ my phone?
Guess your pu**y ain’t good enough (Uhh)
Hollagraphic, L.V duffle full of bucks (What?)
Escalade tinted, with hittas hooded up
All the n***as I liked in the past thinkin’ they could brag
Well, that’s too bad ‘cause you shoulda f**ked
Buss down AP, rocky
Tired of seeing me run up a bag? Block me
Everytime I cop a new tag they copy
I’on even wanna f**k, n***a, just top me
Hate me? Stop me
Who broke? Not me
I ain’t got a d**k, why they say I’m so c*cky?
On my dead homie I walked in the label like “if ya’ll don’t know what to do with me, drop me” (And I’m gone)
In my bag, b*t*hes in ay feelings (Mad)
Orange whip, drop top, I peeled it (Skrrt)
Shut down a party when I left the building
Can’t beef with me if you ain’t touched a million
Ain’t snitchin’ when I say I killed ‘em
Skeet then he gotta keep it brief like [?]
I call a n***a Daddy and the b*t*h my children (Sit down)
What happened to that n***a?
When you left, I billed him
Even in the pandemic, I’mma pop my sh*t (Flexin’)
Can’t tell me I’m not that b*t*h
Hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
Hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my sh*t (Look)
And my ex wanna flex on the kid
I ain’t claimin’ no n***a, that is not my d**k (Not mine)
Ain’t gang and you not my sis
Cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic
I put the her in hustler
Been in the gym, got it out the muscle (Facts)
We could play big bank take lil’ bank but I know how these hatin’ hoes love to tussle
I’m still that b*t*h in the pandemic
Been watchin’ my intches and burnin’ off calories
Working and chargin’ my battery (Uh-huh)
I just looked up and I doubled hoes saleries
Cover flow, broke n***as [?] my allergens (Achoo)
Heard the lable out, tryna make another me
She gotta wait on her Uber to even come for me (Duh)
You put your best [?], hoe company
talk artist but still can’t f**k with me
I been the catch, n***a, shoulda never f**ked with me
B***erfly the doors, whip color: Bumble bee
If they don’t wanna see me winnin’, countin’ hundreds, hurtin’ knees, hoes stomach
Tell these b*t*hes come [?] with me (I don’t give a f**k)
Melanin with material
Cropped out your man only showed the [?] view
Rollin’ up cookie in the morning like cereal
Spent the whole check on the chain like your n***a do
I’ma boss, 24, not a 10 to 2 (Bigger)
I’m a cla**ic, you a interlude (Ouff)
No pu**y n***a around me, that sh*t venerial
The only time a b*t*h question me was in an interview
Even in the pandemic, I’mma pop my sh*t
Can’t tell me I’m not that b*t*h
Hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
Hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my sh*t (Lil’ b*t*h)
And my ex wanna flex on the kid
I ain’t claimin’ no n***a, that is not my d**k (That is not my n***a)
Ain’t gang and you not my sis
Cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic
Gang
Ay, it’s a mother f**king pandemic
Everything around me’s sick
The whips is sick
My jewelery sick
My bars is sick
And you b*t*hes sick in the head if you think you f**king with me
Big Dreez
Let’s get it
Even in the pandemic, I’mma pop my sh*t (Lil b*t*h)
Can’t tell me I’m not that b*t*h (Prrr)
Hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
Hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my page (Lil’ stalker)
And my ex wanna flex on the kid
I ain’t claimin’ no n***a, that is not my d**k (What else?)
Ain’t gang and you not my sis
Cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic (Gang)
Quarentine, [?], i’m pushin’ up
I could double whatever she puttin’ up
Why that n***a you claimin’ you own keep on hittin’ my phone?
Guess your pu**y ain’t good enough (Uhh)
Hollagraphic, L.V duffle full of bucks (What?)
Escalade tinted, with hittas hooded up
All the n***as I liked in the past thinkin’ they could brag
Well, that’s too bad ‘cause you shoulda f**ked
Buss down AP, rocky
Tired of seeing me run up a bag? Block me
Everytime I cop a new tag they copy
I’on even wanna f**k, n***a, just top me
Hate me? Stop me
Who broke? Not me
I ain’t got a d**k, why they say I’m so c*cky?
On my dead homie I walked in the label like “if ya’ll don’t know what to do with me, drop me” (And I’m gone)
In my bag, b*t*hes in ay feelings (Mad)
Orange whip, drop top, I peeled it (Skrrt)
Shut down a party when I left the building
Can’t beef with me if you ain’t touched a million
Ain’t snitchin’ when I say I killed ‘em
Skeet then he gotta keep it brief like [?]
I call a n***a Daddy and the b*t*h my children (Sit down)
What happened to that n***a?
When you left, I billed him
Even in the pandemic, I’mma pop my sh*t (Flexin’)
Can’t tell me I’m not that b*t*h
Hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
Hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my sh*t (Look)
And my ex wanna flex on the kid
I ain’t claimin’ no n***a, that is not my d**k (Not mine)
Ain’t gang and you not my sis
Cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic
I put the her in hustler
Been in the gym, got it out the muscle (Facts)
We could play big bank take lil’ bank but I know how these hatin’ hoes love to tussle
I’m still that b*t*h in the pandemic
Been watchin’ my intches and burnin’ off calories
Working and chargin’ my battery (Uh-huh)
I just looked up and I doubled hoes saleries
Cover flow, broke n***as [?] my allergens (Achoo)
Heard the lable out, tryna make another me
She gotta wait on her Uber to even come for me (Duh)
You put your best [?], hoe company
talk artist but still can’t f**k with me
I been the catch, n***a, shoulda never f**ked with me
B***erfly the doors, whip color: Bumble bee
If they don’t wanna see me winnin’, countin’ hundreds, hurtin’ knees, hoes stomach
Tell these b*t*hes come [?] with me (I don’t give a f**k)
Melanin with material
Cropped out your man only showed the [?] view
Rollin’ up cookie in the morning like cereal
Spent the whole check on the chain like your n***a do
I’ma boss, 24, not a 10 to 2 (Bigger)
I’m a cla**ic, you a interlude (Ouff)
No pu**y n***a around me, that sh*t venerial
The only time a b*t*h question me was in an interview
Even in the pandemic, I’mma pop my sh*t
Can’t tell me I’m not that b*t*h
Hoe throwin’ shade ‘cause she ain’t gettin’ paid
Hoppin’ on the fake page just to watch my sh*t (Lil’ b*t*h)
And my ex wanna flex on the kid
I ain’t claimin’ no n***a, that is not my d**k (That is not my n***a)
Ain’t gang and you not my sis
Cut him out my picture, had to crop my pic
Gang
Ay, it’s a mother f**king pandemic
Everything around me’s sick
The whips is sick
My jewelery sick
My bars is sick
And you b*t*hes sick in the head if you think you f**king with me
Big Dreez
Let’s get it
