[Lyric] Yung Floppa Intro (Big floppa)

[Intro: Big Floppa]
Streets been hard on me, I won't lie
I been floppin' since age 5
Share my story when I die
Fuck Bingus, I hope he cries

[Chorus: Big Floppa]
Young floppa on the block, oh yeah
Big choppa on the block, oh yeah (yessir)
Young floppa got a mop, oh yeah
Fuck 12, fuck the cops, oh yeah (yessir)
Young floppa on the block, oh yeah
Big choppa on the block, oh yeah (yessir)
Young floppa got a mop, oh yeah
Fuck 12, fuck the cops, oh yeah (yessir)

[Verse 1: Big Floppa]
Fuck the cops, fuck Drake
Like Tyler, I create
Can't stop making this bank
Slapped that ass, I ate that cake
[Refrain: Big Floppa]
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)

[Verse 2: Big Floppa]
Fuck you bitchin' for?
Who you ridin' for?
I roll with Crips and Bloods
Smokin' hella bud
Smokin' fat pack (Smoke)
I got these big stacks (Racks)
You ain't makin' racks (Nah, what?)
Where your rolex at? (Bitch)

[Chorus: Big Floppa]
Young floppa on the block, oh yeah
Big choppa on the block, oh yeah (yessir)
Young floppa got a mop, oh yeah
Fuck 12, fuck the cops, oh yeah (yessir)
Young floppa on the block, oh yeah
Big choppa on the block, oh yeah (yessir)
Young floppa got a mop, oh yeah
Fuck 12, fuck the cops, oh yeah (yessir)
[Refrain: Big Floppa]
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)
Fuck you talkin' bout? (Huh?)

[Outro: Sogga]
Man, life ain't been the same without him bro, for real
I remember we was kickin' it in the studio a few days before they got him
We was talkin' bout how our lives have changed since we been rich and famous and shit, and to hear that only a few days later, he gets shot and killed was fuckin' surreal
Didn't even feel real at all, I thought bitches was fuckin' with me when I found out
I was like, "Nah you're fuckin' with me, no way Floppa got shot, man" but y'know, I was wrong
I think about that man everyday bro, I really do
That cat was my best friend, my day one bro, my one and only supporter when I didn't have shit
That man stood outside in the hood on the coldest winter day tryna get motherfuckers to buy my shitty mixtape
If that's not real love, I don't fuckin' know what is
Honestly, sometimes I still hear his voice when I'm recording, tellin' me if the shit ass or not
God bless Big Floppa, man
God rest his pure soul, I miss and love you bro, I know you hearin' me right now
Legends never flop, never