FLATLIN3
Lyrics
Yea, huh
He ain't got no money
He ain't got no fye
He aint got no gun
Pistol aint een' hot
I got a whole lot of swag
This shit ain't een' drop yet
Nigga gone flex for the gram
We know you ain't got that
We know you ain't bout that
Nigga need to stop that
Pistol with me, Semi with me
Nigga gone get popped quick
Don't think cuz I'm a fashion nigga, I don't got that shit on me
Try to take my cheese you get sliced like pepperoni
I do this with ease lil nigga I'm not een' trying
Prada on my sleeve, Alyx carry the iron
I don't need you, you need me baby I'll be fine
Know all this shit ain't thrifted baby this is Number 9
No I don't go on dates, I don't got time to wine and dine
7.62 Big as hell, it'll break a nigga spine
These niggas gonna make me lose my mind
Flatline (Huh) flatline (Hah!)
Flatline (Huh) flatline
Flatline (Yea) flatline (Yea)
Flatline (Yuh) flatline (Nardo!)
Mista Reign, he back on time
Gang see red, we colorblind
Nigga try to duck the goose I swear my niggas right behind
Pussy boy wanna make the news, he talk my niggas front the line
1300 Still outside
SR bitch I'm back on time
Hah-hah!
Hah- hah!
Big ass Kel Tec on my hip like who gone really slide?
Lil boy talking crazy, grab the chalk and chalk him out
She think that I'm crazy, like a dog I walk em' down
Before you call me crazy, grab my shoes and run a mile
Hah-hah!
Hah- yea!
Cuz niggas can't do it like me (Huh)
I do your streams in a week (Huh)
I piss them off when I release (Huh)
I put your bitch on her knees (Shlaat)
I got the bitch doing deeds (Huh)
Nardo Reign still fucking up beats (Shlaat)
Pussy!
Yea, huh
He ain't got no money
He ain't got no fye
He aint got no gun
Pistol aint een' hot
I got a whole lot of swag
This shit ain't een' drop yet
Nigga gone flex for the gram
We know you ain't got that
We know you ain't bout that
Nigga need to stop that
Pistol with me, Semi with me
Nigga gone get popped quick
Don't think cuz I'm a fashion nigga, I don't got that shit on me
Try to take my cheese you get sliced like pepperoni
I do this with ease lil nigga I'm not een' trying
Prada on my sleeve, Alyx carry the iron
I don't need you, you need me baby I'll be fine
Know all this shit ain't thrifted baby this is Number 9
No I don't go on dates, I don't got time to wine and dine
7.62 Big as hell, it'll break a nigga spine
These niggas gonna make me lose my mind
Flatline (Huh) flatline (Hah!)
Flatline (Huh) flatline
Flatline (Yea) flatline (Yea)
Flatline (Yuh) flatline (Nardo!)
Mista Reign, he back on time
Gang see red, we colorblind
Nigga try to duck the goose I swear my niggas right behind
Pussy boy wanna make the news, he talk my niggas front the line
1300 Still outside
SR bitch I'm back on time
Hah-hah!
Hah- hah!
Big ass Kel Tec on my hip like who gone really slide?
Lil boy talking crazy, grab the chalk and chalk him out
She think that I'm crazy, like a dog I walk em' down
Before you call me crazy, grab my shoes and run a mile
Hah-hah!
Hah- yea!
Cuz niggas can't do it like me (Huh)
I do your streams in a week (Huh)
I piss them off when I release (Huh)
I put your bitch on her knees (Shlaat)
I got the bitch doing deeds (Huh)
Nardo Reign still fucking up beats (Shlaat)
Pussy!
Writer(s): Julian Scott
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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