Doin Floccs

Lyrics

[Hook] We doin' flocks, we selling rocks A hundred pounds of exotics in a box Niggas shootin' and getting shot When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?) We doin' flocks, we selling rocks A hundred pounds of exotics in a box Niggas shootin' and getting shot When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?) [Verse 1] Insane in my motherfucking brain, nigga I was on 104th busting down cocaine, nigga We ran out of bricks, nigga, call [?] He gon' drop it off like, "Get back at me later on." (Hello?) Yeah, my niggas just passed on jewelery n' they came to me They know I got the cash (Man, how you want for this shit?) Yeah, the hood day coming up We bought a bag of choppers in case the other side try to fuck it up Yeah, I'm coming through in a Rolls-Royce (Skrrr) Why you tryna talk, nigga? You ain't got no voice! (Nigga, shut the fuck up!) I hang out with the real crips (C-c-c-crip!) A hundred pounds, vacuum seal, then we sent that shit [Hook] We doin' flocks, we selling rocks A hundred pounds of exotics in a box Niggas shootin' and getting shot When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?) We doin' flocks, we selling rocks A hundred pounds of exotics in a box Niggas shootin' and getting shot When you hit the county jail, it ain't no guns, where your heart? (Where your heart?) [Verse 2] I'm counting money on floor Looked at the camera, grabbed my nine, somebody at the door (Who the fuck is that?!) I'm thumbed through two hundred grand [?] But it's time to hit the block 'cause I gotta get some more I gotta break bitches, shake snake niggas, in the trenches I heard niggas trippin', so we jumping out of rentals (Skrt) Plow, plow, plow, lay 'em flat I heard you niggas trippin' but where the fuck y'all at? (Come outside) West side the best side, rag hanging out the left side Niggas wanna trip, well, we gon' let the Tec fly Eastside the B side, motherfuck the police side Bitch, this eleven-deuce, I ain't throwing up no peace sign! [Outro] Innerprize Clicc, this the shit Ain't no love in LA, nigga We don't play