Flamethrower

Lyrics
[Intro] (ItsaKaiBeat) (I miss you, Narrow) [Chorus] Yeah I'm a flamethrower Baow-baow-baow, I be with some brain blowers Get up out my way, when I come through with Drake Niggas gotta die, give a fuck what they say Yeah, real talk He got hit with that .44 and now his lip walk Yeah, lil' bitch, I had a dub before I was eighteen Still'll come out that cut and let this K sing [Verse 1] Bro the other day, this shit don't feel real Just like a linebacker, bitch, I'm in that field still Got myself feelin' like a Jay, I'm poppin' mad pills And this shit come up off my head, I don't need no adlibs Niggas like me, get a bitch and put it in her mouth, I never call her wifey How a nigga walk with fourty K but still bе rockin' Nike Swear I'm nevеr changin' up, if you play with me I swear I smoke that boy like angel dust Crusin' down the west with my .223 He used to be 'round, but he never knew me Shoot it at his face, so I feel like Jew Breeze Eat it off the plate, make his bitch get on her knees Yeah I'm a real player, bitch I'm tired of these hoes, keep on sayin' they pushin' Ps Y'all ain't pushin' shit, but some dick up in y'all mouth I was [?], swear to God, we burn me down this house [Chorus] Yeah I'm a flamethrower Baow-baow-baow, I be with some brain blowers Get up out my way, when I come through with Drake Niggas gotta die, give a fuck what they say Yeah, real talk He got hit with that .44 and now his lip walk Yeah, lil' bitch, I had a dub before I was eighteen Still'll come out that cut and let this K sing [Verse 2] Mama said that I'ma make it, went and put my mind to it If you wanna get a M, you gotta put some grind into it I won't never worry 'bout them, they worryin' 'bout what I'm doin' Bitches on my [?], they keep worryin' 'bout who I'm screwin' Flooded out my watch and gave a twenty to my BM All these hoes be thots, yeah, tell 'em stay up out my DM I can't even see him, 'cause I'm way up on the top Put him in my edible, swear I'm tired of smokin' opps I'm already ready, I'ma leave him wet just like spaghetti I gotta give that boy a ten, I can't forget 'bout Regi And P done put me in that mix because I'm slangin' static I juiced him out to get this drank, I think I am a addict Addict me wrong at the wrong time I made it happen in some months, it take a long time And I walk on a nigga face like I walk on the beat Swear I won't never leave a trace, I'll put this shit to sleep! [Chorus] Yeah I'm a flamethrower Baow-baow-baow, I be with some brain blowers Get up out my way, when I come through with Drake Niggas gotta die, give a fuck what they say Yeah, real talk He got hit with that .44 and now his lip walk Yeah, lil' bitch, I had a dub before I was eighteen Still'll come out that cut and let this K sing
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- Anti Da Menace