This is a song about "Flash"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I'm brewing a stew 'n' spewing the truth with this news flash

People tryna get a pic with their app flash zoom

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

Flash past bastards and crash burners

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Never miss these things, see my game precise

I saw my life flash in front of my eyes

The shit that i spit is more

Lights flash till i go awol