I'll Flame
Umm
Yeah
Sci we in the Stu
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, aye
Yeah ya girl she know I'm a dog just hittin a cat
Ran the the money up fast
Couldn't calm it a dash
Spend to much we ain't scrapin for cash
Fuck you sayin you brought your bros and chicks
I brought my blick and raps
How he brought his pole I ain't have my shit
I was pissed it was makin me mad
Niggas get busy I'm callin up bro
Ain't kiddin got shooters like every which way
Zayski a shooter
I won't introduce ya
At the end of the night you'll be in ya grave
Plz do not think bout callin my phone
He talkin loud smokin on chrome
I ain't even one to fuck wit the chrome
You look like a bum
But I'm feelin like Diddy
Microwave blunt
I'm stuck this tiny
Now you know I be Poppin and shit
Rumble wit me we rockin and shit
Your girl need list she toppin me shi
Accurate bang her knowledge and shit
Cock no theory existin and shit
Y'all can eat my shit don't care who you with
Lil nigga you know you a bih
Give me a reason to T up
I'm huntin a nigga if he era dare mention my name
Leave a nigga patched in the dirt
I ain't aim them bullets
Lil nigga that was hurricane
Give me a fifth of the blunt
I'll spark that shit
Lil nigga you know I'll flame
I might ice that shit
What's the price on that shit
I feel like Johnny Dane
Lemme go call my dog
His AK bang we call his shit Great Dane
Niggas ain't mad no more
Just kill the opps they rep a different name
Imma just laugh at y'all because you know you lowkey niggas tame
Imma just spazz on y'all because you know you niggas lame
Yeah
Sci we in the Stu
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, aye
Yeah ya girl she know I'm a dog just hittin a cat
Ran the the money up fast
Couldn't calm it a dash
Spend to much we ain't scrapin for cash
Fuck you sayin you brought your bros and chicks
I brought my blick and raps
How he brought his pole I ain't have my shit
I was pissed it was makin me mad
Niggas get busy I'm callin up bro
Ain't kiddin got shooters like every which way
Zayski a shooter
I won't introduce ya
At the end of the night you'll be in ya grave
Plz do not think bout callin my phone
He talkin loud smokin on chrome
I ain't even one to fuck wit the chrome
You look like a bum
But I'm feelin like Diddy
Microwave blunt
I'm stuck this tiny
Now you know I be Poppin and shit
Rumble wit me we rockin and shit
Your girl need list she toppin me shi
Accurate bang her knowledge and shit
Cock no theory existin and shit
Y'all can eat my shit don't care who you with
Lil nigga you know you a bih
Give me a reason to T up
I'm huntin a nigga if he era dare mention my name
Leave a nigga patched in the dirt
I ain't aim them bullets
Lil nigga that was hurricane
Give me a fifth of the blunt
I'll spark that shit
Lil nigga you know I'll flame
I might ice that shit
What's the price on that shit
I feel like Johnny Dane
Lemme go call my dog
His AK bang we call his shit Great Dane
Niggas ain't mad no more
Just kill the opps they rep a different name
Imma just laugh at y'all because you know you lowkey niggas tame
Imma just spazz on y'all because you know you niggas lame
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Writer(s): Zachariah Wooten
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