flame (sa) - never know lyrics
i beat that p-ssy straight to death yeah
i beat that p-ssy straight to h-ll yeah
[verse 1: a-reece]
look!
i took that p-ssy straight to h-ll
the i sn-tched her soul
i don’t know if she too young or i’m h-lla old
she probably f-ck me in her sleep
man you’ll never know
she probably f-ck me in her sleep
man you’ll never know
i’m clueless, shush, keep it on the low
keep it on the low though
don’t disturb me when i smoke slow, turtle pace
only when a n-gga off that codiene
only time they see me is on the tv screen
or when a n-gga in the streets
yeah i’m tryna cop weed
i’m turning dirty money clean
yeah i got her on her knees
but i won’t save her n-gga preach
if you can’t hear me when i speak
i ain’t for you then it’s a secret
oh yeah i’m smoking on that keith
just say a young boy out here chief
[hook: flame]
honestly ya’ll know why these n-ggas out here calling me
people i don’t know saying they proud of me
ones i know be out here trying to bother me
young n-ggas smoking on private js
pulled up in the game and caused some violations
girl looking for babies asked her where the patience
mami looking fly i forgot what her name
young n-ggas smoking on private js
[verse 2: ex-global]
when you high as i, me don’t lie
don’t be f-cking with my vibes
way too fly, so d-mn high
man my b-tches in the sky
blue-tick hoes, blue-tick hoes
now they think they’re verified
you proud of me i couldn’t tell
where you hide the hit for real
i hit a l!ck, k!lled again
go on move that [?]
shoot a p-rno in the crib
call my do come see that sh-t
ain’t it funny not long ago she said i ain’t lit
who you feel, know it us
came through like a f-cking drill
[verse 3: ecco]
i know who she prolly talking bout
n-ggas faking what they hopping out
new crib in the east mama never been in
and we moving out
all my n-ggas really up and down
all my n-ggas up and they down
smoke a kilo not apound
double storey crib, b-tches runnin up and down
man down call a medic
young n-gga and i get it
twenty four getting lean by the twenty four
n-gga that’s poetic
running game, athletic
young n-gga, don’t sweat it
said she wants the purple pickle
all up in a b-tch n-gga that’s poetic
[hook: flame]
honestly ya’ll know why these n-ggas out here calling me
people i don’t know saying they proud of me
ones i know be out here trying to bother me
young n-ggas smoking on private js
pulled up in the game and caused some violations
girl looking for babies asked her where the patience
mami looking fly i forgot what her name
young n-ggas smoking on private js
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