[Intro]
We take him out, I know she wants it and we cover up the shady ones
We cut off the hands of those wannabes
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
We take him out
We hit the charts, we blast the parties
We rob the neighbor's place and move on
Gucci, Versace, we steal from the store
[Chorus: FloyyMenor]
We're all positive
I know you want me to touch you, baby, filming live
While your dude is singing my songs, he's a dirty loser
The crew's all decked out in Moschino
We're all positive
I know you want me to touch you, baby, filming live
While your dude is singing my songs, he's a dirty loser
The crew's all decked out in Moschino
[Refrain: FloyyMenor]
Soon we're off to Europe
I know she wants it, she's taking off her clothes
Don't try your luck or you'll end up with nothing
My crew all has hidden guns, they're all loaded
You're a snitch
Baby, come over here and take off your heels
Tell your dude to avoid trouble
If he doesn't want us to break in and take his Glock
[Verse 1: FloyyMenor]
We're the party breakers
She's looking at me and getting flirty
Your dude's fake
That guy's a suitcase, the Berettas are hidden
Loaded and crazy
Soon a trip in the big ride with your girl, like a thug
We're burning blunts
Don't talk to me like that, if you're just a loser
[Chorus: FloyyMenor]
We're all positive
I know you want me to touch you, baby, filming live
While your dude is singing my songs, he's a dirty loser
The crew's all decked out in Moschino
We're all positive
I know you want me to touch you, baby, filming live
While your dude is singing my songs, he's a dirty loser
The crew's all decked out in Moschino
[Refrain: FloyyMenor]
Soon we're off to Europe
I know she wants it, she's taking off her clothes
Don't try your luck or you'll end up with nothing
My crew all has hidden guns, they're all loaded
You're a snitch
Baby, come over here and take off your heels
Tell your dude to avoid trouble
If he doesn't want us to break in and take his Glock
[Verse 2: FloyyMenor]
We're high-end, flaite, another messed-up style
Two grand from the GOPE, I'm mocking them
That dude is getting trashed
For snitching, you'll get messed up
I-I-I-I know she wants it
To ride in a Mercedes
Because when she's with me, she feels luxurious
Don't get upset if she's into other women
Lorea, baby, move that ass
We take him out, I know she wants it and we cover up the shady ones
We cut off the hands of those wannabes
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
We take him out
We hit the charts, we blast the parties
We rob the neighbor's place and move on
Gucci, Versace, we steal from the store
We don't buy for those wannabes
And we pass by the cops without getting caught
[Pre-Chorus: FloyyMenor]
Ahh, living like El Chapo
The stash is full of cash, like El Chapo
Soon we'll be on the charts, all your luck, new boss
Don't talk like a thug, dude, if I'm the boss
Ahh, living like El Chapo
The stash is full of cash, like El Chapo
Soon we'll be on the charts, all your luck, new boss
Don't talk like a thug, dude, if I'm the boss
[Chorus: FloyyMenor]
We're all positive
I know you want me to touch you, baby, filming live
While your dude is singing my songs, he's a dirty loser
The crew's all decked out in Moschino
[Outro: FloyyMenor]
Ah, you already know who it is
You already know who we are
FloyyMenor
BLST Family producing
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