Flocked Not Klyde

[Chorus]
All of my flock we rock it, crows we flock in
You out of pocket
All of my crew so brand new, fashion designing
Z on the front end
All of my squad we drip in, leakin' from the ceilin'
You out of op-tions

[Verse 1]
Yeah all of my squad come blasted, rata-ta-tastic
Bustin' through the ceilin', mm, mm
Whole town know when we walk in, got the bass pumpin'
Boomin' thru the buildin', mm, mm
Yo, crew tryna be brand new, tryna push limits
Tryna break habits, mm, mm
My crew still be on the God flow, still be on the top flow
You been lettin' it drip
Baby that's my flow

[Verse 2]
She turn to the gang, she belong to the streets
Jesus feed the gang, we tryin' to eat
Flock around me, whеn they flock around me
When thеy hoard around me, all the ideo-latry is cheap
Baby, I'm puttin' a lil NK spice on the regular
Know that I be sent by the Most High, regular
Know that my flock stay sharpenin' regular
Don't stop meetin', and we feastin' on the regular