Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

Google Me

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

I'm fresher than a baby's ass, trying to get that baby cash

Two deep in the coop, just me and Chaz

All I see, think, and dream about is cash, never, ever had cash

What I rap for is cash

Let's get money, nigga

Signed to So Icey, no swer, Flocka 'bout his cash

Jim Carrey chain on, my charm green as the Mask

1017, you can call that shit Brick Squad

4-9 and 37, you can call that shit Hit Squad

Slow down, I'm going out of breath, Flocka going hard

Thinking smart, making new friends, keep my hands in

I'm about a dollar and I got no fucking sense

I need a big ass house with a white picket fence

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, google me, tell me what you find

Cocaine dealers stay cooking all the time

Whipping four-ways, babies, and nines

Murderistic mind, keep a 40 by my side

Cartel be a real Mexican goonie

Trap doing crazy numbers, call it Looney Tooney

Pussy talking shit, but now he saying nothing

Pull up to the red light, MGM dumping

Two always zooming, that's part of my wardrobe

Scared to kill a nigga? Then what you got a strap for?

If you ain't getting money, then what you live for?

Six figure playmate on my fucking cellie phone

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, nigga, pull up my resume

It's gon' tell you I do gangsta shit everyday

I swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth

So I gotta keep it a hundred when I'm in the booth

And when I'm in the streets, even in my sleep

I can go anywhere, bet they'll remember me

It's a red sky, you'd better do your homework

I had my own pistols I had my own purp

I never been a bitch, I never turned snitch

So if you disrespect me, that'll get you burned quick

I hate bitch niggas, I hang with real guys

'Cause I'm a real nigga, you better realize

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, google me

It's gon' tell you I'm a real nigga

Google me, google me

I ain't never been a scared nigga

Google me, google me

I held it down in jail, nigga

Google me, google me

I'ma always keep a tool on me

Google me, motherfucking K-I-N-T-O

Waka Flocka, So Icey, Mafia Made, cutthroat

Bald heads, tatted, up Mexicans from the A

Box chevorlet, 28's, amigo getting paid

Google me, see me, black rag and pistol

Love this gangsta shit, gutter life is what I live for

Type of nigga that'll [?], the type of nigga that'll snatch yo hoe

South Atlanta, Murder Street, in the hood, you'll find me

Forest Park, Riverdale, tool on deck, Google me

Need work, need pills, and green? Yeah, just Google me

Make money, live fast, drug life and gang fights

Might sell your grave, yeah, and kick your door the same night