[Intro: Skippa Da Flippa]
QC!
Flippa!
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Rich nigga meal eating shrimp, steak, and lobster
The hoe tried to flex I told her bitch check her posture
Money team the pot beat it just like a boxer
Dab so hard I think that I need an Oscar
Takeoff pull up so I stay activated
I stay with the pints nigga fuck getting faded
These niggas will do anything to get famous
Givenchi my body, Steve Madden my lady (Flippa!)
Please check your posture
Hoe check your posture
Burberry my jeans, I don't do the dockers
How David Beckham kick it, I don't play soccer
Please check your posture
Bitch check your posture
So many babies, I might need a walker
It's only real niggas I got on my roster
[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Flippa!
John Travolta chopper re-range ya posture
No Ferragamo you gone need a doctor
My wrist is a monster, my dab is so crazy
And not to mention that my posture's proper
Two twin choppers when I shoot, it's hot lava
Tatted like a white boy, no Travis Barker
Bitch with a fat ass, I'ma' call her ms. Parker
Write a script to a movie you know that Flippas' the author
Triple cup and backwood while I'm performing
Perfect preparation prevents the performance
Sniff the whole 8-ball if you got endurance
So cover ya' hoe just like you her insurance
Perfect posture take a trip to Bermuda
Lay em' down in 60 seconds, I'm the shooter
Fish fillet Uzi gone turn ya' to tuna
My real nigga stand up but I am no Luda
Posture dab when I sell a slab
So much drank, like I own the lab
Posture penny perfect, you can't do the math
I capped off every bag when I was selling swag
Givenchi skinnies when I shoot the semi
Her postures' a little off when she hit the hemi
Ain't nothing rented and the Wraith is tented
Posture perfect when I handle business
QC!
Flippa!
[Chorus: Skippa Da Flippa]
Rich nigga meal eating shrimp, steak, and lobster
The hoe tried to flex I told her bitch check her posture
Money team the pot beat it just like a boxer
Dab so hard I think that I need an Oscar
Takeoff pull up so I stay activated
I stay with the pints nigga fuck getting faded
These niggas will do anything to get famous
Givenchi my body, Steve Madden my lady (Flippa!)
Please check your posture
Hoe check your posture
Burberry my jeans, I don't do the dockers
How David Beckham kick it, I don't play soccer
Please check your posture
Bitch check your posture
So many babies, I might need a walker
It's only real niggas I got on my roster
[Verse 1: Skippa Da Flippa]
Flippa!
John Travolta chopper re-range ya posture
No Ferragamo you gone need a doctor
My wrist is a monster, my dab is so crazy
And not to mention that my posture's proper
Two twin choppers when I shoot, it's hot lava
Tatted like a white boy, no Travis Barker
Bitch with a fat ass, I'ma' call her ms. Parker
Write a script to a movie you know that Flippas' the author
Triple cup and backwood while I'm performing
Perfect preparation prevents the performance
Sniff the whole 8-ball if you got endurance
So cover ya' hoe just like you her insurance
Perfect posture take a trip to Bermuda
Lay em' down in 60 seconds, I'm the shooter
Fish fillet Uzi gone turn ya' to tuna
My real nigga stand up but I am no Luda
Posture dab when I sell a slab
So much drank, like I own the lab
Posture penny perfect, you can't do the math
I capped off every bag when I was selling swag
Givenchi skinnies when I shoot the semi
Her postures' a little off when she hit the hemi
Ain't nothing rented and the Wraith is tented
Posture perfect when I handle business
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