YN Jay, RMC Mike & Louie Ray - Flint Stones
[Intro: YN Jay]
Yabba dabba doo
Welcome, it's the Flintstones, baby
Hah, damn, it's the Coochie Man, ayy (You know?)
Somebody tell the— ahh (Hahahaha, hahahaha)
[Verse 1: YN Jay & ]
Somebody tell the fiends call my phone, I got Flintstones (Call my phone)
Old-school nigga, I still boom off the flip phones (I'm old)
Freak bitch give me good head like some earphones (Let me see)
Mini bitch, hit her from the back, she got fish bones (Damn)
This bitch lightskin, but she Black, what's your skin tone? (What's your race?)
Pop a Perc' 10, do my dance, feel like SkinBone
Pop a Perc' 30, do my dance, feel like Jack Funny (Do my Perky dance, mm)
I told a bitch I don't like to laugh, I just act funny (Hahaha)
Texted this bitch phone, said, "Keep it real, is you that chubby?" (Like, is you that fat?)
I told a bitch I'm rich, but not that rich, I got Black money (What?)
Why the fuck this bitch walked in built like a Teletubbie? (How? damn, )
[Verse 2: YSR Gramz & ]
Go to sleep with that Draco, that's my cuddle buddy
Dropped a six in a small pop, that's why my pop so muddy
I wouldn't even get no head from her 'cause that bitch so ugly
You slid, but you ain't hit nobody, you a crash dummy
Please bring me your bank account, you want some fast money
You broke, but you fresh as hell, you spent your last money
You the type of nigga try to rob a church just like First Sunday
Oh, your niggas ain't puttin' you on? Come and work for me
I call my Draco a freak bitch, I make her twerk for me
Cut my cousin off last week, he took a Perc' from me
Like I put a perm in his head, I'm tryna burn somethin'
My scammin'-ass cousin always tryna gurb somethin'
If you need fire weed, you can cop from me
I'm like Curry with this strap, I just shot from deep
A nigga put his gun down, I knocked out his fuckin' teeth
I took the bag back from my nigga, it took a couple weeks ()
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family, ahh ()
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Flint nigga fuckin' on a California bitch
Beat her down in front of pops because her daddy wasn't on shit
Which one is you gon' pick, nigga, your family or a brick?
Shootin' a bad motherfucker, I need a cameo from Chris
Hah, we them guys, bitch, we young and turnt
Hit him up close with a K, left him oven burnt
He tried to sell it back to me, boy, that's my cousin work
I'm so good at what I do, shit, I'm above the first
Okay, unfuckwitable, they can't stop the motion
Man, her pussy wet as hell like a nigga just hopped in the ocean
Fuck around and dropped a whole pint, I don't stop when I'm pourin'
Shoot the PLR into a crowd, watch it stop the commotion
I get and do what I want 'cause I'm a made nigga
Dug the Glock up to kill some shit, this bitch a gravedigger
Okay, you rap that shit just like I rap, but it's a pape' difference
I drunk a six and tried to get some cat, but I just laid in it
[Verse 4: Babyfxce E]
Uh, Flintstones, I ain't leavin', bro, this bitch home
Me, Mike, and Jay been foldin' bitches like they flip phones (Bitch)
I done made a million views off my six songs
If that nigga reach for his waist, then his hip gone
Reach for your waist, nigga, you ain't gon' have no hip (Yeah)
Ayy, don't say nothin' 'bout the hoes, bro, I'm talkin' to my bitch
I just bought her another 'fit because she caught another fit
Hit him with the 405 two times, bro, that's an 810
Old-school Winchester, bitch, if you didn't know
All Flint niggas be talkin' wet, bro, it's the H2O
I got to rubbin' on the clit, she said, "Take it slow"
Get your gun out your bitch hand before I take 'em both
Four deep in a lamb chop (Yop)
Flexin' a Glock with Nike gloves 'cause my hands hot, huh
Paint a nigga shirt red so he can stand out
This bitch just snuck a video of me, she so fanned out
Man, that lil' bitch banned now
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family, ahh ()
[Verse 5: Louie Ray & ]
Shit, I got racks on me
Eleven racks came from the street, but this rap money (Rap)
I be the same every time you see me, I don't act funny (Never)
She cold, but I still treat her bad, fat, ugly
Hmm, yeah, she can't pass on it (Come here)
30 hit me quicker than a punch, shit fast on me (Shit)
I walk in and pick it off the ground, got grass on me (Grass)
No Diddy, I'm in the club and it's ass on me (No Diddy)
Face mask with this bitch while I'm ridin'
Talkin' fast, tryna make this play while I'm drivin'
Thinkin' I gotta get fresh every day, I'm undecided
My partners only really buy the yay when I provide it
I be sick that I be so far out the way, 'cause I supply it
You see me poppin' and poppin' off, you can't deny it
Shit, keepin' up'd probably fuck you up, don't even try it
I got a new Benz collectin' new dust, don't even drive it ()
[Verse 6: GrindHard E & ]
Flint cookin' dope in dirty water, I got Flint stones
It's somethin' 'bout a lightskin bitch, I love the skin tone
Got catfished, sent a pic with just her face, she was big-boned
She pulled up, thought we was finna fuck, but she got sent home
Get dropped off, I ain't takin' you back, take a Lyft home
My nigga pulled up with a pint, poured a deuce, I told him keep pourin'
I got some fat-ass Converse on my feet look like Rick Owens
Stompin' the pedal on the highway, almost got flicked on it
Catch an opp thinkin' with his dick, put a trick on him
The t-shirt that I got on say Dilasso
I'm in Flint in a 2024, dodgin' potholes
Nigga play, paint his face like Picasso
Loyalty and respect what I'd die for
Niggas thought they'd get off, fucked my bitch when she wasn't mine, what I'ma cry for?
Huh? ()
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family ()
[Verse 7: BFB Da Packman]
I don't care if that bitch fat, I'ma still hit it
Spread them asscheeks, bae, I'm tryna stick my pill in it
My daddy used to snort powder, he probably still sniffin'
Gettin' head while my bitch sleep, I feel like Bill Clinton
I don't care if you just came, boy, I'm still lickin'
I ain't stoppin' 'til you die of pleasure, gotta deal with it
Call her lil' kidnapper mouth 'cause she steal children
Popped two 30s last week and I'm still itchin'
Hold on, sidebar, I need a pint of Tris
Bitch breath stink, but she bad, so I don't like to kiss
I don't hide shit from my kids, but I could hide a brick
I know your birth certificate say male, but you gon' die a bitch ()
You a transgender
Touched a fake pint of Wock', now my hands itchin'
Pocket full of old white men, I can't stand niggas
If you really love me, baby, you would let my mans hit it
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family, ahh ()
[Verse 8: KrispyLife Kidd & ]
60K ain't shit, I ran it up with my eyes closed
Extraordinary aim, pop a nigga with a blindfold
My bitch came in with all her friends, I hit nine hoes
This nigga suck at shootin' dice, I watched him throw nine lows
He sick of me too, the way I steady be gettin' off
Niggas keep screamin' that they real, that shit false
These niggas' diamonds, they be straight glass, that shit gloss
And if anybody ask about my watch, this shit cost
Sky-Dweller, I'ma come presi' and then Yacht-Master
Had my knife in the club, missed the opps and done stabbed a dancer
Damn, I apologize
I'll make my hood fuck you up, make Wakanda slide
Hmm, I'm the Black Panther
I'm ridin' around with all bald-heads, this Glock got cancer
I'm tryna see your t— man
I'm tryna see your titties, baby, but I am not mannish ()
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family ()
Yabba dabba doo
Welcome, it's the Flintstones, baby
Hah, damn, it's the Coochie Man, ayy (You know?)
Somebody tell the— ahh (Hahahaha, hahahaha)
[Verse 1: YN Jay & ]
Somebody tell the fiends call my phone, I got Flintstones (Call my phone)
Old-school nigga, I still boom off the flip phones (I'm old)
Freak bitch give me good head like some earphones (Let me see)
Mini bitch, hit her from the back, she got fish bones (Damn)
This bitch lightskin, but she Black, what's your skin tone? (What's your race?)
Pop a Perc' 10, do my dance, feel like SkinBone
Pop a Perc' 30, do my dance, feel like Jack Funny (Do my Perky dance, mm)
I told a bitch I don't like to laugh, I just act funny (Hahaha)
Texted this bitch phone, said, "Keep it real, is you that chubby?" (Like, is you that fat?)
I told a bitch I'm rich, but not that rich, I got Black money (What?)
Why the fuck this bitch walked in built like a Teletubbie? (How? damn, )
[Verse 2: YSR Gramz & ]
Go to sleep with that Draco, that's my cuddle buddy
Dropped a six in a small pop, that's why my pop so muddy
I wouldn't even get no head from her 'cause that bitch so ugly
You slid, but you ain't hit nobody, you a crash dummy
Please bring me your bank account, you want some fast money
You broke, but you fresh as hell, you spent your last money
You the type of nigga try to rob a church just like First Sunday
Oh, your niggas ain't puttin' you on? Come and work for me
I call my Draco a freak bitch, I make her twerk for me
Cut my cousin off last week, he took a Perc' from me
Like I put a perm in his head, I'm tryna burn somethin'
My scammin'-ass cousin always tryna gurb somethin'
If you need fire weed, you can cop from me
I'm like Curry with this strap, I just shot from deep
A nigga put his gun down, I knocked out his fuckin' teeth
I took the bag back from my nigga, it took a couple weeks ()
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family, ahh ()
[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Flint nigga fuckin' on a California bitch
Beat her down in front of pops because her daddy wasn't on shit
Which one is you gon' pick, nigga, your family or a brick?
Shootin' a bad motherfucker, I need a cameo from Chris
Hah, we them guys, bitch, we young and turnt
Hit him up close with a K, left him oven burnt
He tried to sell it back to me, boy, that's my cousin work
I'm so good at what I do, shit, I'm above the first
Okay, unfuckwitable, they can't stop the motion
Man, her pussy wet as hell like a nigga just hopped in the ocean
Fuck around and dropped a whole pint, I don't stop when I'm pourin'
Shoot the PLR into a crowd, watch it stop the commotion
I get and do what I want 'cause I'm a made nigga
Dug the Glock up to kill some shit, this bitch a gravedigger
Okay, you rap that shit just like I rap, but it's a pape' difference
I drunk a six and tried to get some cat, but I just laid in it
[Verse 4: Babyfxce E]
Uh, Flintstones, I ain't leavin', bro, this bitch home
Me, Mike, and Jay been foldin' bitches like they flip phones (Bitch)
I done made a million views off my six songs
If that nigga reach for his waist, then his hip gone
Reach for your waist, nigga, you ain't gon' have no hip (Yeah)
Ayy, don't say nothin' 'bout the hoes, bro, I'm talkin' to my bitch
I just bought her another 'fit because she caught another fit
Hit him with the 405 two times, bro, that's an 810
Old-school Winchester, bitch, if you didn't know
All Flint niggas be talkin' wet, bro, it's the H2O
I got to rubbin' on the clit, she said, "Take it slow"
Get your gun out your bitch hand before I take 'em both
Four deep in a lamb chop (Yop)
Flexin' a Glock with Nike gloves 'cause my hands hot, huh
Paint a nigga shirt red so he can stand out
This bitch just snuck a video of me, she so fanned out
Man, that lil' bitch banned now
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family, ahh ()
[Verse 5: Louie Ray & ]
Shit, I got racks on me
Eleven racks came from the street, but this rap money (Rap)
I be the same every time you see me, I don't act funny (Never)
She cold, but I still treat her bad, fat, ugly
Hmm, yeah, she can't pass on it (Come here)
30 hit me quicker than a punch, shit fast on me (Shit)
I walk in and pick it off the ground, got grass on me (Grass)
No Diddy, I'm in the club and it's ass on me (No Diddy)
Face mask with this bitch while I'm ridin'
Talkin' fast, tryna make this play while I'm drivin'
Thinkin' I gotta get fresh every day, I'm undecided
My partners only really buy the yay when I provide it
I be sick that I be so far out the way, 'cause I supply it
You see me poppin' and poppin' off, you can't deny it
Shit, keepin' up'd probably fuck you up, don't even try it
I got a new Benz collectin' new dust, don't even drive it ()
[Verse 6: GrindHard E & ]
Flint cookin' dope in dirty water, I got Flint stones
It's somethin' 'bout a lightskin bitch, I love the skin tone
Got catfished, sent a pic with just her face, she was big-boned
She pulled up, thought we was finna fuck, but she got sent home
Get dropped off, I ain't takin' you back, take a Lyft home
My nigga pulled up with a pint, poured a deuce, I told him keep pourin'
I got some fat-ass Converse on my feet look like Rick Owens
Stompin' the pedal on the highway, almost got flicked on it
Catch an opp thinkin' with his dick, put a trick on him
The t-shirt that I got on say Dilasso
I'm in Flint in a 2024, dodgin' potholes
Nigga play, paint his face like Picasso
Loyalty and respect what I'd die for
Niggas thought they'd get off, fucked my bitch when she wasn't mine, what I'ma cry for?
Huh? ()
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family ()
[Verse 7: BFB Da Packman]
I don't care if that bitch fat, I'ma still hit it
Spread them asscheeks, bae, I'm tryna stick my pill in it
My daddy used to snort powder, he probably still sniffin'
Gettin' head while my bitch sleep, I feel like Bill Clinton
I don't care if you just came, boy, I'm still lickin'
I ain't stoppin' 'til you die of pleasure, gotta deal with it
Call her lil' kidnapper mouth 'cause she steal children
Popped two 30s last week and I'm still itchin'
Hold on, sidebar, I need a pint of Tris
Bitch breath stink, but she bad, so I don't like to kiss
I don't hide shit from my kids, but I could hide a brick
I know your birth certificate say male, but you gon' die a bitch ()
You a transgender
Touched a fake pint of Wock', now my hands itchin'
Pocket full of old white men, I can't stand niggas
If you really love me, baby, you would let my mans hit it
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family, ahh ()
[Verse 8: KrispyLife Kidd & ]
60K ain't shit, I ran it up with my eyes closed
Extraordinary aim, pop a nigga with a blindfold
My bitch came in with all her friends, I hit nine hoes
This nigga suck at shootin' dice, I watched him throw nine lows
He sick of me too, the way I steady be gettin' off
Niggas keep screamin' that they real, that shit false
These niggas' diamonds, they be straight glass, that shit gloss
And if anybody ask about my watch, this shit cost
Sky-Dweller, I'ma come presi' and then Yacht-Master
Had my knife in the club, missed the opps and done stabbed a dancer
Damn, I apologize
I'll make my hood fuck you up, make Wakanda slide
Hmm, I'm the Black Panther
I'm ridin' around with all bald-heads, this Glock got cancer
I'm tryna see your t— man
I'm tryna see your titties, baby, but I am not mannish ()
[Chorus: YN Jay & ]
Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones
We're the Flintstones, meet the Flintstones ()
They're a motherfuckin' family ()
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