Tokin - ​​floorit

〈Intro〉
Yeah, yeah
It's crazy and it's crazy

〈Chorus〉
You just gotta flex up, get your motherfuckin' check up
I ain't worried 'bout none, I just want my stacks up
Better come correct before you try to check us
He said he want smoke, you know that come with pressure

〈Verse 1〉
They say diamonds made with pressure, might as well call me "Diamond"
I said, "Lil' bitch, where you find 'em?" My lil' bitch so fine, shit
Slime him out then 〈.?.〉, while I roll up a joint
She ain't come to play, she hop on like "Boing"
My chick on EA, hop on, hop on, boing
Chopper break my wrist, damn, it's a 〈.?.〉
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, got more milli's to gеt
Hop out so damn glorious, 240, I'm floorin' it
Whip that bitch then wreck it, thesе lil' bitches too precious
It's good, ain't no pressure
It's good, ain't no pressure, she a ten, she messy
She a bop like Betty, Wockhardt in my liver

〈Bridge〉
I don't care about nothing, so why would I listen?
I get this shit right out of the mud, so why would you dig it?
I know that you don't want war, baby, you know that I live this
This is ridiculous
〈Verse 2〉
She said, "Oh, let's do it, let's do round two"
She think I'm cray-a-crazy, well, I'm bound to
Scratch that, if you got my back, then I'm down too
This shit just like Tekken, hundred rounds before I found you
I was off of lean, this not what it seems
I don't give a fuck what you said, bitch, I fell in love with beans
I ain't sellin' dreams
Wockhardt in my cup so I done fell in love with lean

〈Chorus〉
You just gotta flex up, get your motherfuckin' check up
I ain't worried 'bout none, I just want my stacks up
Better come correct before you try to check us
He said he want smoke, you know that come with pressure