Flow by Robert Louis Lyrics
[Hook: Robert Louis]
Yeah I flow, Yeah I flow
I get around like merry go
So watch me travel ‘round
Getting better, spittin’ flows
Are you down? Are you down?
Yeah I flow, it’s a cool thing to know
Can you tell I’m on a roll
Got dough, getting mo’
Does anybody wonder how I shut it down?
Don’t be slow to Blame the flow now…
[Verse 1: Robert Louis]
Class in session so I'mma teach ‘em a lesson
Don’t forget to mention that I pack the pen
Most rappers pop up then drop off again
Confession: came in second, came in on the 7th
And I like the yellow Minnie mouses like my name was Ketchum
Like my name was Mickey She felt up I got a stiffy
I prefer to sip slow, I can make it messy
Bumping Rob-Lo in me carro, double O, P
You live everyday, be free, that’s my motto
Gunning for the throne someone said its in Chicago
Then again another critic said Brooklyn
Regardless I'mma real it in im something like a fisherman
Said that I would do it so now I gotta prove it
Prime like ruth chris, who is it that let him in
He cut my balls off, then he threw them in the trash
Why rush when you can sit down and relax
I don’t pay for friends dude I ran out of cash
[Hook]
Step back if you’re planning to attack me
You want that fire all up in your face? Exactly!
This ain’t a thing, I don’t get distracted
I can keep on writing while your girl is on my mattress
And spread her ass cheeks, you ain't gotta ask me
I slid slow, but keep it on the down low
Rob got a hold, put her on top, let go
Your chick knows how to blow yo That white girl
That rocked world, prettier than pearls but
I can do it thorough whether we in LA or Euro
It don’t matter, my pants are get fatter
Yeah the money stackin' and the ladies tryna grab on it
I try to play it cool but I forgot how to act
Swoll in the sack so she takes me the back
But I tell her to relax, I need to write some raps
I can still flow while you sit in my lap though
[End Hook]
Yeah I flow, Yeah I flow
I get around like merry go
So watch me travel ‘round
Getting better, spittin’ flows
Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down?
Cuz I ain't fucking around..
Yeah I flow, Yeah I flow
I get around like merry go
So watch me travel ‘round
Getting better, spittin’ flows
Are you down? Are you down?
Yeah I flow, it’s a cool thing to know
Can you tell I’m on a roll
Got dough, getting mo’
Does anybody wonder how I shut it down?
Don’t be slow to Blame the flow now…
[Verse 1: Robert Louis]
Class in session so I'mma teach ‘em a lesson
Don’t forget to mention that I pack the pen
Most rappers pop up then drop off again
Confession: came in second, came in on the 7th
And I like the yellow Minnie mouses like my name was Ketchum
Like my name was Mickey She felt up I got a stiffy
I prefer to sip slow, I can make it messy
Bumping Rob-Lo in me carro, double O, P
You live everyday, be free, that’s my motto
Gunning for the throne someone said its in Chicago
Then again another critic said Brooklyn
Regardless I'mma real it in im something like a fisherman
Said that I would do it so now I gotta prove it
Prime like ruth chris, who is it that let him in
He cut my balls off, then he threw them in the trash
Why rush when you can sit down and relax
I don’t pay for friends dude I ran out of cash
[Hook]
Step back if you’re planning to attack me
You want that fire all up in your face? Exactly!
This ain’t a thing, I don’t get distracted
I can keep on writing while your girl is on my mattress
And spread her ass cheeks, you ain't gotta ask me
I slid slow, but keep it on the down low
Rob got a hold, put her on top, let go
Your chick knows how to blow yo That white girl
That rocked world, prettier than pearls but
I can do it thorough whether we in LA or Euro
It don’t matter, my pants are get fatter
Yeah the money stackin' and the ladies tryna grab on it
I try to play it cool but I forgot how to act
Swoll in the sack so she takes me the back
But I tell her to relax, I need to write some raps
I can still flow while you sit in my lap though
[End Hook]
Yeah I flow, Yeah I flow
I get around like merry go
So watch me travel ‘round
Getting better, spittin’ flows
Are you down? Are you down?
Are you down?
Cuz I ain't fucking around..