This is a song about "Flippin the slick"

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Too a quick morsel/slick with the writs also/you a rookie me im all pro/

Either i'm cocking the four or go to the door and slick talk

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

That slick criminal wit, the shit i spit chews,

Flippin' up dough on the mat like gymnastics,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

One day i was flippin channels/

We race foreign cars, custom models

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

That slick criminal wit, the shit i spit chews,

Killing these niggas off quick

You think youre sooo slick