f.l.c.l - jordan d. mitchell lyrics
[chorus]
i’m a rockstar riding with my biker b*tch (with my biker b*tch!)
don’t make me pop off i k!lled all my ops b*tch (all my opps b*tch!)
i’m a rockstar riding with my biker b*tch (with my biker b*tch!)
don’t make me pop off i k!lled all my ops b*tch (all my opps b*tch!)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
[verse 1]
shawty bad as f*ck (bad as f*ck)
she keep the strapped tucked (strapped tucked)
when she run*up (she run*up)
she the keep that bat up (keep that bat up)
she gon act up (she gon act up)
she gon blast up (she gon blast up)
she don’t fold up (she don’t fold up)
choppa make them hoes hush
you like shinji b*tch you ain’t tryna do nun’ (do nun’)
you like shinji b*tch you ain’t tryna do nun (do nun’)
i go berserk on these n*ggas b*tch my name guts (b*tch my name guts)
i go berserk on these n*ggas b*tch my name guts (b*tch my name guts)
mimi do not like it when flirt with hoes (f*ck with her)
but i don’t give a f*ck i let hoe thot go (bye b*tch)
i just smoked dutch of that homegrown (green sh*t)
i’m out to catch an opp let the block know
southside n*gga gotta homicide (gotta homicide)
southside n*gga leave you traumatized (leave you traumatized)
southside n*gga with a red*eye (with a red*eye)
southside n*gga with some crip ties
[chorus]
i’m a rockstar riding with my biker b*tch (with my biker b*tch!)
don’t make me pop off i k!lled all my ops b*tch (all my opps b*tch!)
i’m a rockstar riding with my biker b*tch (with my biker b*tch!)
don’t make me pop off i k!lled all my ops b*tch (all my opps b*tch!)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
fooley cooley b*tch (yeah)
fooley cooley b*tch (what?)
[outro]
i’m a rockstar riding with my biker b*tch (with my biker b*tch!)
don’t make me pop off i k!lled all my ops b*tch (all my opps b*tch!)
i’m a rockstar riding with my biker b*tch (with my biker b*tch!)
don’t make me pop off i k!lled all my ops b*tch (all my opps b*tch!)
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