Lyrics Flathead - Ola Runt

Flathead

Get the flathead
I just seen a Ram truck fold the flatbed
We finna slide on the rat with the ratchet
Know I keep a shooter like a crackhead
Step on him and make him scatter like an ant dead
He on IG with that fifty but I got a hundred (hunnid round)
Pour up some drank with a Fanta
Riding my wave back can make a tsunami
Down bad but I wasn’t begging for money
Flat rich they think I’m leaving the country
5L gang ready to kill
I got the brick like I build
Frontline say I need me a shield
Hands sweaty so my Glock got the grip
Cowboy, I keep two Glocks on my hips
John Deere, I got a pocket with steel
Pee Wee Kirkland, I got dog food
Like Snoop, I’m a dog too
Cross ‘em up then foul you
Wow, super shiesty
Put a demon in the Chrysler
Let him freestyle like a cypher
Steady on me like a lifer
From Atlanta, I ain’t talking bout Rikers
I’m a pull up supercharger
I’m a hop out super trendy
Tryna make ‘em proud like Penny
Ten thousand one die
Make ‘em lay down, Bed-Stuy
We at the playground sticks out
We finna slide but this ain’t a slide
We going head first like a dive
They found a nine bullet in his eye
Fuck them niggas, roll ‘em
Fuck that bitch, expose ‘em
I went global, left ‘em local
High speed chase, now I need a chauffeur
Big dog, bought my bitch a choker
Keep my distance like corona
Heard they want smoke like a stoner
Is you gon' pop when it pop?
Stuck now cause he said it was up
Chess not checkers, we coming for (touch/tut?)
Pat down I had a (bomb?) on my nuts
Shake down, start coming for us
Fake love, now I’m coming for lust
Rap lies but you want me to trust
Locked up, he ain’t want me to touch
Chop it up but I ain’t gonna discuss
Two four, that’s my brother
Dealer, that’s my buzzer
Stick talk, it start stuttering
Cartier star studded
Bust down watch too flooded
Pop percs like Kid Cudi
Mask on like I’m ugly
Victim with no suspect
Send hits with no subject
Married to the streets no object