Fall Thru - DJ Megan Ryte, Flipp Dinero, Guapdad 4000

Lil bitch…

Fall through…

(Make some shit…)

(I wanna make plans with you…)

Benihana’s in the studio, leftovers you know how it go

Might stick it in the booty hole, where I cum nobody knows

You got an assistant or something?

How can I get time with you?

Not often I’m sharing my light, but how can I get shine with you?

Let’s get a fifth of the Hen', write me down, pencil me in

Liquor, it give me the spins, idiot did it again to me

Pour up, get drunk up, I’m fucked up, you fucked up, we fucked up, whenever you

Fall through…

(Make some shit…)

(I wanna make plans with you…)

If I can give her my all

If I can give her my all

Swear that we never gon' fall apart

Show you visions I see in my thoughts

All of them things I see in the dark

Know if I can live the we gon' ball

Money in my pockets Benjis apart

Rack up the thousands play from the start

If you intend place on your mark

Pint of good drank, I’m pouring two litres

We can go and chill, we smoking good reefer

Pound of good dope, we flow off the meter

She my lil go, lil mami a keeper

It’s all about racks, yeah, I keep them intact

Shorty fall through and she all on my back

Flippa don’t move unless I’m holding my mack

Louis V buckle threads that I rep

I whip the foreign, whassup with the pole in the trunk

If they front then I hit them with treason

It’s all for you, do whatever we do, we can fuck in the coupe

If you want for no reason

Talk about facts I can state that

Do the whole dash in a Maybach

Shorty fall through, let me take that

Won’t you fall through, we can’t fake that

Fall through…

(Make some shit…)

(I wanna make plans with you…)