[Chorus: Casper TNG]
Flip a ounce, flip a ounce
In the trap house I was focused flippin' an ounce
You sittin' on the couch, you need to go pick up a ounce
Since the first 28, I ain't never seen a drought
Flip a ounce, flip a ounce
All these hatin' broke niggas need to go pick up a ounce
You need to put in work, you can't do much from the couch
Since the first 28, I ain't came back to the house
[Verse 1: Casper TNG]
In-n-out, in-n-out
In the trap house all these custy's runnin' in-n-out
Hamilton, by the Sheraton, I'm in-n-out (I was trappin')
You broke you got a lotta things you need to figure out
They told me go to school for years, I took the quicker route
Now the bitch you love is beggin' me to dig her out
I do not stay long with that bitch, I'm just in-n-out
My phone blingin', mom keep askin' why I'm in-n-out
Am I gettin' out? I ain't got a doubt
I do not need a phone to call you out
He talkin' crazy, please don't make me, someone calm him down
He just had a dream until I shot it down
Who run the Dot? Us
No limitless, I got it locked up
I'll probably go out like Speaker Knockerz
My studio a trap, come make your offer, uh
Flip a ounce, flip a ounce
In the trap house I was focused flippin' an ounce
You sittin' on the couch, you need to go pick up a ounce
Since the first 28, I ain't never seen a drought
Flip a ounce, flip a ounce
All these hatin' broke niggas need to go pick up a ounce
You need to put in work, you can't do much from the couch
Since the first 28, I ain't came back to the house
[Verse 1: Casper TNG]
In-n-out, in-n-out
In the trap house all these custy's runnin' in-n-out
Hamilton, by the Sheraton, I'm in-n-out (I was trappin')
You broke you got a lotta things you need to figure out
They told me go to school for years, I took the quicker route
Now the bitch you love is beggin' me to dig her out
I do not stay long with that bitch, I'm just in-n-out
My phone blingin', mom keep askin' why I'm in-n-out
Am I gettin' out? I ain't got a doubt
I do not need a phone to call you out
He talkin' crazy, please don't make me, someone calm him down
He just had a dream until I shot it down
Who run the Dot? Us
No limitless, I got it locked up
I'll probably go out like Speaker Knockerz
My studio a trap, come make your offer, uh
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