The Apostle - Flip (feat. Apostle & illi) lyrics

[Verse: Apostle] You want it then I got it You talk it, I walk it You want a f**ing problem, we can solve it Ay, you ain't really 'bout it but you want it And I really got it, you can't touch this Whipping up this work, I got a strap up by my belt If you got a f**ing problem, let it out Or else I'll walk up on your block and put you out I'll put a clip up in your chest ain't no one in your clique can help [Verse 2: illi] k** these rappers off, put them in a coffin Like my brain cells die from Mary Jane endorphins Yeah the sh** I spit is crack and you n***as boring One mixtape, call it f**ing world touring (yup, wow) And when you hit your b**h, you make it rain, and when I f** your b**h the p**y pouring One mixtape world touring So you say the sh** you spitting crack, right? Pull out the crack pipe, gave the bull a taste of that trap life k** a n***a then I dip off to my f**ing past life This is past tight Breaking all these rocks down you can call that sh** the guided light, and thats life And my n***as get wavy, my n***as money is always gon' be right We just some n***as juggin', don't give a f** about nothin' Always on the grind 'cause that's the motherf**in' way of life [Verse 3: Apostle] Ay, get the f** up out my face (can't breathe) Ay, b**h, ain't no one said that you could say my name You know that I'm rockin' You know that we brought them Glocks Get wet up, they always stay co*ked, b**h You ain't really with the sh**s so he talk like it Why you always want to act shocked when I pull up? I pull up with that whole Yoppa' Let that hoe pop off Get your whole block knocked off I don't give no f**s 'bout you If you say my name then you gon' get Glocks too I do not care, I'll pull up with that whole Yoppa' Let one of 'em pop off Let 'em say something wrong Get they whole top knocked off [Verse 4: illi] I said, b**h get the f** out my face (bye) Ay, b**h, didn't I tell you that I need my space f** out this place, before your body floating in outer space b**h you disgrace, whoa (lets get it, oh sh**) Get this work and then we flip it, like a light switch b**h We get this work and then we flip it - We juggin' - like a light switch b**h n***a I'm getting it, stacking that paper to that ceiling n***as got choppers hidden in closest Deposits, out of that bank b**h, millions of dollars And your b**h is gon' pop it, all on my dick my n***a she got it And them Chanel bags, n***a she rocking n***a no one is topping this