Flow Masters.

Big Brim's on the street.

Jay's on the street.

Say it's on the street.

Walking around.

Big ribs on the street.

Say it's on the street.

Say it's on the street.

Walking like it's a dream.

Big, big friends on the street.

Walking like a different, trying to find me a freak.

Jay's on the street, walkin' lockin' up and tryin' to find me a street.

We'll be right back.

Help me, I need to speak for you on the street.

Come out.

The bigger than the sicker they bow.

The boy Max been a doll since three feet tall.

Got a half of the rock, got a half of the cook.

Got a bra, look like something out the Playboy book.

Just one look.

That was all it took.

When she danced, I was just loving the way that ass shook.

Stuck to the G code in my mold, it's beast.

Third Coast niggas let paint drip in the squints and I feel so real.

It's the Chevrolet Cadillac Grille.

That feel, that boy, that lean, that sweet.

I'm out here on my dick trying to find me a freak.

Say he's on his feet.

Walking like a devil, trying to find me a friend.

Big friend walks the streets.

The J's on the beat.

Walking up, they've been trying to find me.

I'm freaking.

I'm freaking.

Baby.

I'm swinging through the parking lot, waving, chunking, kitchen bops.

I'm a swang, I'm Navy chop.

I'm dripping candy, so bring a mop.

Let's end every snap, ride a hall of fame.

Brain gripper, chopping boys up like some clip.

I'm on the hunt, trying to find some honey love.

I'm on the prowl for that pink, so what it do, baby?

What's up?

I got swollen laws patrolling on the mailbox.

I'm tiptoeing way to chunk.

Then me, I was glowing.

Yes, sir.

My snap.

It's holding.

I got them TV strings calling dynamite.

It folds.

It's crawling.

I don't think this.

Calling me because I'm calling now.

My slab is one of a kind.

Benefits of being on the grind.

Pull the drink and fuck that pine, baby.

Thanks for watching!

Say he's on his feet.

Walking up, coming, trying to find me.

Big friends on the street.

This day's over, please.

Walking up there, but just find me a point.

Jay's on his feet, walking up and trying to find me.

We may become complicated.

What we getting at?

I'm on it all.

Get some money on, man.

Get some money on.

How we ride?

How we ride, man?

Clap, man.

It's a little something about a nigga like me.

Give him eight hits to the motherfucking P.

P-A-I-N-I-P-L-A-I-N.

I'm a picture perfect hustler.

Put it on your dresser.

Ain't now a nickel fresher.

The sickest second to none.

No one could do it better.

Better bump like mumps when they pump through the humps.

Got a Dr. King dream.

I'ma shine like lamps.

real with the stamp got a mob full of tramps and some shop skirts having me some kicks out

the champs.

Holla free.

G and J be free.

Big boys trying to be a king.

Yeah.

Jay's on the street.

Walking out, people trying to find me.

Big rams on the street.

Bye.

Bye.

You now officially tuned in to the Flow Masters.

See, Flow Masters is a movement, y'all.

This is something that's going to change the whole game up.

Def Jam Blaster, E-Ron, Flow Masters, putting it down for that H time.

Shout outs to DJ Screw, RIP Screw, for starting this off.

Shout-outs to Michael Watts and the Swisher House.

Still running the game.

Shout out to my man Mike Clark over at the Swisher House.

T. Ferris, the whole crew.