Flocky Flocky Lyrics - Don Toliver | Travis Scott

2 cups man

Tasting cotton candy, hit the gas, ooh
I am doing a 100 I ain’t see the dash, ooh
I count my blessings, know I am moving fast
I pull up there with m’s, I am back on whenever
Got a flight in the morning
A flight to new orleans (yeahh)

I will be back in the morning
I will be back in the morning
She steady tweakin’ off whatever you call it
She flocky flocky, I am whatever you call it (yeahh)
Go sell your stuff but I won’t leave til’ the morning
Señorita got me going and going (yeahh)

You got a lot of questions
I got hella answers for you
Moving in silence
Got me moving careful
Got me moving together
You wasn’t there for me
Girl, if you love me don’t stare at me

Yeahh
Tasting cotton candy, hit the gas, ooh
I am doing a hundred I ain’t see the dash, ooh
I got my blessings, know I am moving fast
Yeahh (woahh)

Blessings on blessings
I am drownin’ all in them, I am having a scoop (yeahh)

Top of the top and I am leadin’ the chart
‘cuz I’m still off the boo, uhh (let’s go)
Yeah! You walk away in shake, them macarenas (cha-cha)
I took her far away, too lithuania (it’s lit)
I keep a place too bait, too tune your brain up (uhh)
She stuff her face in cake, no way it’s- (safe)
She said yo where’s the safe
Glocks & handles (alright)
Glocks & cougars
Got guns, now you tucked
Lockin’ that juicer (woo)
Lawyers and shooters (woo, woo)
Are they gone prove stuff? Right from my 2, yeahh
It’s in my hanister (yeahh), I ain’t a rooster
I f^^ked and hit the dash, yeahh
I am changing routes, yeahh (straight up)
She left in my tracksuit and my one’s
I gave her new bucks
Bought a pint with the edd, I swear you doing too much

Tasting cotton candy, hit the gas, ooh
I am doing a 100 I ain’t see the dash, ooh
I count my blessings, know I am moving fast
I pull up there with m’s (skrt), I am back on whenever
Got a flight in the morning
A flight too new orleans (yeahh)
I will be back in the morning (yeahh-yuhh)
I will be back in the morning
She steady tweakin’ off
Whatever you call it (tweak, tweak)
She flocky flocky, I am whatever you call it (yeahh)
Go sell your stuff but I won’t leave til’ the morning