
Florida $tock
tentedlungs223· 3:35 · 8 plays · v3-preview
- male vocalist
- trap
- vulgar
- violence
- rap
- gangsta rap
- florida rap
About
florida song made for fun
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Uh
Ayy
Verse 1
Riding through the 954 with the heat on my lap
They gon' talk on the gram but they freeze when I rap
Got the stick in the trunk and the work on the seat
Every opp in the county know I'm bringing the heat
Slide through the cut with the mask on my face
They see the headlights and they vanish like space
I ain't with the games I just pull up and shoot
Florida boy born with the snake in my boot
Pre-Chorus
They don't really want it
They don't really want it
They don't really want it
'Til I pull up on 'em
Chorus
Trap house knocking like the thunder outside
Swamp boy running with the chopper low tide
You can catch me on the block with the beam on the Glock
Run up and get popped that's the Florida stock
Trap house knocking like the thunder outside
Swamp boy running with the chopper low tide
You can catch me on the block with the beam on the Glock
Run up and get popped that's the Florida stock
Post-Chorus
Brrr
Brrr
Knock knock
That's the chopper talk
Verse 2
I remember skating through the rain in the hood
Had to move weight just to feel understood
Mama crying on the couch praying I change
But the streets raised a monster from the mangrove
They say pray for the kid but they don't know the pain
Every brick that I flip got me closer to sane
I don't owe nobody nothing not a dime not a favor
Cross me once and I'm carving your name like a razor
Pre-Chorus
They don't really want it
They don't really want it
They don't really want it
'Til I pull up on 'em
Chorus
Trap house knocking like the thunder outside
Swamp boy running with the chopper low tide
You can catch me on the block with the beam on the Glock
Run up and get popped that's the Florida stock
Trap house knocking like the thunder outside
Swamp boy running with the chopper low tide
You can catch me on the block with the beam on the Glock
Run up and get popped that's the Florida stock
Post-Chorus
Brrr
Brrr
Knock knock
That's the chopper talk
Bridge
Alligator grin when I step on the scene
Hollow tips singing like a symphony mean
Every city I touch better know my name
From the Keys to the Panhandle it's all the same
Bullets fly slow when the summer gets hot
But I'm still standing on this spot
Chorus
Trap house knocking like the thunder outside
Swamp boy running with the chopper low tide
You can catch me on the block with the beam on the Glock
Run up and get popped that's the Florida stock
Trap house knocking like the thunder outside
Swamp boy running with the chopper low tide
You can catch me on the block with the beam on the Glock
Run up and get popped that's the Florida stock
Outro
Uh
Florida stock
Yeah
That's the Florida stock
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