Flint Stones YN Jay, RMC Mike & Louie Ray (Ft. Babyfxce E, BFB Da Packman, GrindHard E, KrispyLife Kidd & YSR Gramz)
[Intro: YN Jay]
Yabba dabba doo
Welcome, it's the Flintstones, baby
Hah, damn, it's the Coochie Man, ayy (You know?)
Somebody tell the— ahh (Hahahaha, hahahaha)
[Verse 1: YN Jay & YSR Gramz]
Somebody tell the fiends call my phone, I got Flintstones (Call my phone)
Old-school nigga, I still boom off the flip phones (I'm old)
Freak bitch give me good head like some earphones (Let me see)
Mini bitch, hit her from the back, she got fish bones (Damn)
This bitch lightskin, but she Black, what's your skin tone? (What's your race?)
Pop a Perc' 10, do my dance, feel like SkinBone
Pop a Perc' 30, do my dance, feel like Jack Funny (Do my Perky dance, mm)
I told a bitch I don't like to laugh, I just act funny (Hahaha)
Texted this bitch phone, said, "Keep it real, is you that chubby?" (Like, is you that fat?)
I told a bitch I'm rich, but not that rich, I got Black money (What?)
Why the fuck this bitch walked in built like a Teletubbie? (How? Yung Sak Runner, damn, YSR shit)
[Verse 2: YSR Gramz & YN Jay]
Go to sleep with that Draco, that's my cuddle buddy
Dropped a six in a small pop, that's why my pop so muddy
I wouldn't even get no head from her 'cause that bitch so ugly
You slid, but you ain't hit nobody, you a crash dummy
Please bring me your bank account, you want some fast money
You broke, but you fresh as hell, you spent your last money
You the type of nigga try to rob a church just like First Sunday
Oh, your niggas ain't puttin' you on? Come and work for me
I call my Draco a freak bitch, I make her twerk for me
Cut my cousin off last week, he took a Perc' from me
Like I put a perm in his head, I'm tryna burn somethin'
My scammin'-ass cousin always tryna gurb somethin'
If you need fire weed, you can cop from me
I'm like Curry with this strap, I just shot from deep
A nigga put his gun down, I knocked out his fuckin' teeth
I took the bag back from my nigga, it took a couple weeks (Damn)
Yabba dabba doo
Welcome, it's the Flintstones, baby
Hah, damn, it's the Coochie Man, ayy (You know?)
Somebody tell the— ahh (Hahahaha, hahahaha)
[Verse 1: YN Jay & YSR Gramz]
Somebody tell the fiends call my phone, I got Flintstones (Call my phone)
Old-school nigga, I still boom off the flip phones (I'm old)
Freak bitch give me good head like some earphones (Let me see)
Mini bitch, hit her from the back, she got fish bones (Damn)
This bitch lightskin, but she Black, what's your skin tone? (What's your race?)
Pop a Perc' 10, do my dance, feel like SkinBone
Pop a Perc' 30, do my dance, feel like Jack Funny (Do my Perky dance, mm)
I told a bitch I don't like to laugh, I just act funny (Hahaha)
Texted this bitch phone, said, "Keep it real, is you that chubby?" (Like, is you that fat?)
I told a bitch I'm rich, but not that rich, I got Black money (What?)
Why the fuck this bitch walked in built like a Teletubbie? (How? Yung Sak Runner, damn, YSR shit)
[Verse 2: YSR Gramz & YN Jay]
Go to sleep with that Draco, that's my cuddle buddy
Dropped a six in a small pop, that's why my pop so muddy
I wouldn't even get no head from her 'cause that bitch so ugly
You slid, but you ain't hit nobody, you a crash dummy
Please bring me your bank account, you want some fast money
You broke, but you fresh as hell, you spent your last money
You the type of nigga try to rob a church just like First Sunday
Oh, your niggas ain't puttin' you on? Come and work for me
I call my Draco a freak bitch, I make her twerk for me
Cut my cousin off last week, he took a Perc' from me
Like I put a perm in his head, I'm tryna burn somethin'
My scammin'-ass cousin always tryna gurb somethin'
If you need fire weed, you can cop from me
I'm like Curry with this strap, I just shot from deep
A nigga put his gun down, I knocked out his fuckin' teeth
I took the bag back from my nigga, it took a couple weeks (Damn)
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