Flu Game

Lyrics

[Intro: Drake & DJ Drama] That you know, you gotta push right now To have a standout moment Where it's like, where it catapults you And then you can start reapin' the benefits from all the times that you've been around 'Cause people are like, "Okay, Reese has gone to the moon now" Ayy, Reese (Gangsta) How long we been doin' this? (Gangsta) Hahahaha (Gangsta) Volume four (Gangsta) It's time (Gangsta Grillz) [Verse 1: Reese LAFLARE & DJ Drama] This that flu game, Jordan (FLARE) Fresh up offer way in a private jet, boarded (Boarded) Worth a fortune, MVP Listed Forbes in (Listen) Out of orbit, pockets Norbit (Woo) Hard to count (DJ Drama), my hunnids sticky Pop it, Suzuki, really I'm a Diva boy, no Mike Amiri Me and Jеffrey back to back, we want the sеries (Woah) Niggas ain't callin' gang, they callin' Siri, is you serious? (Fuckin' Siri?) Out the bowl, milk the game, I'm goin' serial (Yeah) Money, money, spreadin' both ways, it's bi-curious (Yee) Big boy 'Ventador, spin the block like I was F1 steerin' (Skrrt) Niggas ain't seein' the future, they seein' LAFLARE when they look in the mirror Count up my racks in double time, I want my money to mirror [Pre-Chorus] Woah Woah Woah Woah [Chorus] I got some brand new shit Fully equipped, still got ten tags on it I just bought a new stick Came with a kit, it got a long range on it I be poppin' my shit Whole lot of shit, y'all ain't gon' do nothin' about it Niggas be tweetin' them subs Pass me the scope, we gonna sink 'em down I got a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of shit, yeah I got a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of bills, yeah I got a whole lot of this Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah I got a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah [Verse 2] Whole lot of fashion I got a whole lot of drip Put all my bitches in Diva Poppin' my shit, I pop a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of shit Niggas be chattin' Niggas be actin' real catty, mans do not want no static Feelin' the static, whole lot of faces in pocket Feelin' myself, I be vibin' Love for the gang Whole lot of loved ones around me, whole lot of slimers around me It's up then it's stuck Ain't no more issue resolvin' We pressin' issues about it Who chargin' 'em up? Who put the battery in 'em? We snatch the cables out niggas Havin' that shit, I'm puttin' on by my set Got that shit on when I step [Pre-Chorus] Woah Woah Woah Woah [Chorus: Reese LAFLARE & DJ Drama] I got some brand new shit Fully equipped, still got ten tags on it I just bought a new stick Came with a kit, it got a long range on it I be poppin' my shit Whole lot of shit, y'all ain't gon' do nothin' about it Niggas be tweetin' them subs Pass me the scope, we gonna sink 'em down I got a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of shit, yeah I got a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of bills, yeah I got a whole lot of this Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah I got a whole lot of shit Whole lot of, whole lot of, whole lot of this, yeah (Gangsta Grillz)