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chief wicked - flamethrower lyrics

chorus:
wear my heart on sleeve, keep a heart on chest
brand new cdg, got lil shorty pressed
i been chasin cheese, can’t respond to texts
read it if the money talkin and ignore the rest
flamethrower got precision range rover new edition king cobra when i’m spittin
they slow to get the vision
i ain’t trippin i remember they was sleepin on me
now they wantin features from me flamethrower keep it on me

verse 1:
wrist whippin the porsche
call it centripetal force
up in the kitchen with fork
cookin a brick up of course
like it’s my favorite sport
put it on paper to dry, sell it for high
i ain’t a n-gg- to lie
watchin the benjamins fly
i got they ears itchin the j’s they want my supply
metaphor, trappin is not what i’m headed for
n-gg-s be asking me why i stay flexin same reason flowers got petals for
so far in the lead the f-ck should i pedal for record deal nothin to settle for
flippin the flow like olympic gymnast that’s why my grill gold metal for, yeah
i make hits ion f-ck with you n-gg-s ty cobb
prolly can’t show this sh-t to my mom
sit up in a red 911, shorty gave me head i call that an inside job
sippin on jet fuel tryna melt wax
n-gg-s steal flow bro hit em with the beam
this year i did shows for the racks
got a lil clout and a whole lotta preme
colder than shoulder when shorty tight
tongue turned to a 45
quick draw tell mccourty bye
wrist flooding like 40 nights
tunnel vision i ignore the hype
gotta get paid, skip fame, get wraith, switch lanes
if a n-gg- b-tch-made we gon call him out like sick days
n-gg-s standin still get out my way
too busy workin got nothing to say
look at my calendar nothin but plays
lemme slow down if i may
sick spitta, ditch digger, lick hitta
rich chigga, imma grip dat stick and take yo sh-t, n-gg-

verse 2:
set a sick scene with a slick scheme
blitzkrieg on a b-tch team
spit seems to go sistine
whip a 16 till my wrist scream
i don’t sip lean cuz i f-ck with my liver
don’t wanna outlive her deliver the shivers to lil baby timbers i hang with the wolves i aim it and pull don’t f-ck with december
my lady hotter than amber, f-ck what you think it don’t matter
i keep bout 25 flows in my bladder
you wanna get where i’m at you gon need about 300 ladders
a couple of sp-ceships and the joints they use to replace hips cuz by the time you get to the chief you gon need wrinkle cream and a face lift
and it’s game over when i pull up with the flamethrower change channel
hotter than rockin a harry jones flannel on miami beach with my feet in the sand like a camel
n-body holdin a candle to me, how i’m on fire but n-body colder than me
climbin to top of the game they said it was mountain but it look boulder to me
open my google drive folder for heat, browsin, flow tighter than government housing
sit in the booth and kerosene what i be dousing yeah
sippin on lighter fluid every night’ll do it, so many flows i got n-gg-s drownin that boy astounding
they see my power they scouting wowzers over 9000
hand fulla racks, all blue cheese no ranch
stack it up then i blew cheese on a ranch
spent a grip for the gucci on my hip
and i got a new pair of 23s when i dance
when i see an advance i be in a trance
do not disturb, audi swerve eurosteppin around the curb
absurd how n-gg-s f-ck w my nouns and verbs

verse 3:
pipe up pipe up i do shows at nightclub matter of fact got my price up i just got a deal but i can’t talk about it fight club
i got nicer my flow sho could slice a knife up i just write up all these cyphers now they got my left arm strong like biker
i feel like a sinister minister, throw me a beat and i finish her
i’m on a wave like sailor pockets they eatin the spinach up
pullin up in the cut hittin the gas like indica shorty a fox like vivica
really not typical n-gg-s can’t see me it’s like i’m invisible critical gotta get to the residuals

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