This is a song about "Izzy flow"

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Words don't mean nothing without the flow,

It's all good, finna dog that

My flow sophisticated

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Supernatural with the rap flow,

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Yo whats up with that cannibal flow

I'mma do this fast or slow

Yo girl just loves my flow

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Flow to flow sound to sound, my flow is hydro

Ok you think a nigga shallow

I catch a cold from my fridgid flow,

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

Hiphop, nonstop sick flow