Flashin’ lyrics

[Intro]
Look at my new toybox
When I wind it up a man comes out with a mask and a gun

[Hook]
Flashin', flashin', don't be with that flashin'
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cash in
Flashin', flashin', some n*ggas ain't havin'
Money in they face, they pull a gun, then they grabbin'
Flashin', flashin', don't be with that flashin'
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cash in
Flashin', flashin', some n*ggas ain't havin'
Money in they face, they pull a gun, then they grabbin'

[Verse 1]
I done trailed this n*gga all day, find out where he stays
Find out where he lay his head, where he keep that bread
I was bred to never talk, always walk in silence
Rob you bare face, take your safe, take what come behind it
I got a pistol mane, hotter than the equator
Slammed across the boy head, he leaking like a radiator
Got him for eleven bowls, and a whole brick
My heart bumpin' real fast, 'bout to make a swole lick
Had to get info out your broad, info out your dawg
You crashin' n*ggas walls, and let the moza rob y'all
Gun going off, accidentally for them giovanies
I'm car jackin' to, I'm just trying to get some money
[Hook]
Flashin', flashin', don't be with that flashin'
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cash in
Flashin', flashin', some n*ggas ain't havin'
Money in they face, they pull a gun, then they grabbin'
Flashin', flashin', don't be with that flashin'
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cash in
Flashin', flashin', some n*ggas ain't havin'
Money in they face, they pull a gun, then they grabbin'

[Verse 2]
All I need is a revolver, something that'll catch the shells
Ride upon this sucka, jump out bustin' bails
n*gga don't really wanna make Project Pat go AWOL
Come through your project with that, chopper mane and spray y'all
Bet you on them corners, you claim you be hanging out
Something like a sang along
n*ggas get to frowning when they see Project in the club
'Cause they know I'm snatching n*ggas chains and I get my mane
Anyway that I can get it, I'm a get it n*gga
A quarter ounce to half-a-brick the way we flip it n*gga
Screaming out I got it for the low, you know I'm lyin'
Met me with the drop, then rob them boys, you know they cryin'

[Hook]
Flashin', flashin', don't be with that flashin'
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cash in
Flashin', flashin', some n*ggas ain't havin'
Money in they face, they pull a gun, then they grabbin'
Flashin', flashin', don't be with that flashin'
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cash in
Flashin', flashin', some n*ggas ain't havin'
Money in they face, they pull a gun, then they grabbin'