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Lyrics
[Pre-Intro]
Yooooooaww!
It’s Flocko! Motherfuckah!!
Ayoyoo!
Yo-yo Ayooo
Flocko! Bitch!
[Verse]
Ayooo!
I’m writing raps till I snap my wrist
Flow accurate, rhymes crack your ribs
Snap the mic like a twig
I’m the type to run up in ur crib
Snatch ur wife
Pipe! while I bite her tits
Spend the night
Smack! the kids..Ughhh!
Beat the wax out the track
Catch a body with my raps
Mini shotty on my lap
Wen im lamping at the shack
Fake rap cats put the cramping on my back
I’ll put a stamp on ur cap, NO team
Infrared beams
Slugs in ur head like Freddy in a dream
I’m deadly on the scene
Ya niggas sweet, heavy on the cream
I’m the raw pure straight from Medellin
One man army!
Swing the mic like a sword in my hand
I’m Conan!
knowing no one man can harm me
Blood stained mahogany
Pardon me
My verbal artistry
Is to Bang on tracks like I do carpentry
[Final Chorus]
I don’t give a shit
I Smoke my spliff
I told that bitch
Those not my kids
I got a lot to live
So let’s Hit the strip
I know a spot that’s lit!
[Outro]
That bih crazy!!
[Male Vocal]
I told that bitch
Those not my kids!!!
I told that bitch
Those not my kids!!!
Details
GeneratedApr 21, 2025
Duration1:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
Underground east coast, smooth flow, boom bap gritty, raw, deep slow voice
Lyrically, dj scratch, male
Credits
Prompt byFlako
ModelAria v4
