Flame On

(What's my power? Stand back)
(Flame on!)

Posted with your bitch
Boy I'm magic with the hood
Showtime when I pull up
Oh, how I made that bitch look
Yeah, oh I think she like me
Gucci on, so icy, I finesse precisely
The 'Preme match nicely and it's on my waste
Yuh, greatest taste, yuh
Always on my phone, yuh, hoe get off my line
Talkin' about love and affection
Bitch you ain't Rihanna
I'ma always go hard and I put that on my Mama

Your man he so out of season
Oh, I'm flexed up for no reason
Gave her something to believe in
Long-term talkin' weekends, baby stop tweakin'
All the fightin' and the tweetin'
Oh, this wasn't destiny
You just happened to be next to me
I can't let the drugs get the best of me
Holy smokes, where the heavens be?
When I'm gone they say I'm heavenly
The recipe is sold seperately
Your hoe still textin' me

Ay, young and livin' recklessly (Hey)
Yo, we still focused
Your team just go through the motions
What's with all of these emotions?
Hit it once, and then I'm ghostin' (Yuh)

One chain, bitch just' stay on
Young nigga hot, boy flame on
Yuh, gettin' to this guap look, I can't stay long
(No I can't, I, can't I...)
Young nigga hot, woo! Flame on, bitch
Yuh, flame on, (Ayy) bitch
Yuh, flame on, (Hey, yuh) bitch
Yuh, flame on, (Ayy) Oh my god
Flame on (Hey, yuh)

She dropped it low and I came up (Ayy)
She wanna stay I can't stay up (Hey, yuh)
Bitch I hope that you don't play up (Ayy)
I got these hoes and I flame on
Oh my god, your man he a fraud
I got hoes like God, but that shit's on God
But that's on God
I be flexed up, I be flexin'



Credits
Writer(s): Keyon Jolly, Brandon Wave
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