This the flow session thread
Get in where ya fit in spittin straight off the head
Straight off my noggin while yo boppin hoe slobbin
She given great head titties bouncing like she joggin
Never gave a fuck about the words that I'm sayin
Yes I'm big j hell Na I ain't playing
This flow is straight serious im a leave these hoes fearin us
It's me myself an I like I'm skitzo and delirious
I often talk to myself
A one man convo
Trunk pop an leave ya def
I'm a one man car show
You can see me from a mile but it's not the bling from my smile
You can swear you smell the weed but it's just a black & mild
Smoke Rollin out the window lookin like my slabs on fire
IMA set the mic on fire first chance that I get
Middle finger to the sky leavin all you haters wet
Just like some panties
Hoes call me a marvel but I ain't that Stan Lee
I'm higher than a fan be bout my green like a damn tree
Let me set the mic down before I fuck the game up
Like swangs on a Camry ..... Next....

Man I'm feelin good, and I'm still sober
Ya boy on his grind puttin work in my folder
More coffee than folgers, swangin in a Lincoln mane
Turning heads in the lane like they never seen cocaine
Shinin like a led light trying ta keep my head tight
Swangin to tha left wit my drank sittin dead right
I'm just tryin to get my bread right
Brighter than Sunbeam staying out tha feds sights...

Got , money on my mind feelin fine
like red wine IMA shine
And glisten hit rewind and just listen
That boy said he gone grind till the fuckin pavement missin.

ima grind like a gear
ima ball for a year
ima knock down a bad yellowbone who used to cheer

I fuck your sister like Carlos
I kill your auntie like Pharoah

Europe Savage wrote:I fuck your sister like Carlos
I kill your auntie like Pharoah

Smash off in a camaro wit a fine bitch hotter than a habanero
Gone in the sombrero like my mind is somewhere bro
Where'd it go I don't know it must've floated away when I got blowed
My eyes sittin lower than a toad watching words being flowed
Mines like suflé , yours belong in the kamode...lol

im eatin on sufle
im sippin on dusse
jammin tracck number 7, bobby booshay

beatin Bobby booshay swangin in two lanes
Don't give it a second thought like I have two brains
Almost spilled my koolaid when I turn the bass up
Hit a 150 an dam near tear ya face up
Smokin OG's , rolled up like body bags laced up

j dawg sucks
he aint bout tha bucks
he aint pullin up in them candy painted trucks

But dog you suck harder than professional boppers
You ain't living just to ball
I cut ya brakes an you really on non stoppers
But I ain't worried about ya potna
You ain't the reason I brought the choppa
IMA smoke the whole tree and kick back feelin proper...


To the haters on my knob can run backwards through a field of corn cobs.

I'm never hesitant to beat down a resident
When the trunk stand at attention
like I was the muthafuckin president
I'm el presidenté
All about my moné
Chuck tha duce out the window like I'm hollerin O'lé
I'm high as fuck right now
Finna eat some molé...ok