This is a song about "Flash mob"

It all began with a flash now we know the message

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Tell my children don't worry, i'll be back in a flash

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Take your notes you fucking fags, i'm coming with a news flash.

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

But let's be realistic i'm not flash

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Side bitch dark cocoa,main bitch flash photo

I'm the franchise superman and you're just flash.

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass