This is a song about "Flippin off snootches"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Im gettin cash im flippin stacks i got my spatulas

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Where did i leave off, jacking off?/

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I've written this shit, flippin' the script but i'm such a menace,

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

He flippin to the bars so i'm only raising mine

And i can't help but stare, cause

Checks delayed n' lights turned off

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

I ain't here to tell no stories or to bore you with a shit verse