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platinum(fgm) - 3 mins. of flamez lyrics

[verse 1: platinum]
ok i’m down to ride is no f-cking question i’ll hang your -ss by your small intestines
throw your body in in the trunk drive to -ss to texas cut yo -ss in pieces i counted seven
we two deep in that red thang if you interfere then that lead swing
shoot ya homie up just for popping up leave them in the p-ss we in the present

[verse 2: sandman]
so if you scared go to the church and go talk to the f-cking reverend
leave him holy like a bible when i hit his -ss with this mac eleven
all my n-gg-s in the kitchen whipping the sh-t like a f-cking chemist
all y’all n-gg-s artificial all my n-gg-s authentic

[verse 3: platinum]
shoot yo -ss with my tongue out, a vampire tasting blood with my motherf-cking gun out
something told you you should run out d-mn that’s an angel we the monstaz why they taking all the fun out
d-mn blood i want hunt now i can picture me trynna rip his motherf-cking lungs out
if he ratted cut his tongue out let the mob take over his trap and have that mothef-cker pumped out
yg platinum, scarface if i see the police then i’m in a car race
f-ck one time i ain’t worried bout a car chase if i get in real trouble imma call artface

[verse 4: sandman]
n-gg- no insurance but the flamez be in all states h-t her with the pole treat them hoes like they all bait
like a head sh-t baby girl i want all face yea we on the grind trynna shine like bald heads
when i roll up like a swisher imma smoke your -ss like some k!ller
and the kush got me stuck like i’m posing for a picture
but who you think you better then flow fresher than a peppermint
we some lyrical god’s our word play is heaven sent

[verse 5: platinum]
but i ain’t going to know heaven b-tch i’m too in love with them seven sins
i’m flipping b-tches you’ll never get taking over places you never been
if the gang with me is a homicide don’t get in the car if you ain’t down to die
blood we do this sh-t all the time and that’s why we don’t die we multiply
b-tch we don’t do pressure from no man tie your -ss bury you in a snowman
all ya homies ain’t got no chance hundred round drum on the k n-gg- no chance
i’m getting rich n-gg- you just a poor man when i seen yo b-tch she told me she got no man
i look at that p-ssy and then i say oh yea but i use a kondom cause she don’ f-cked yo -ss

[verse 6: sandman]
but it is yg you know who we be, ya girl throw that p-ssy like mardi gras beads
n-gg-s ask how hot is we can’t you picture summer time with no ac
boy you will get left if your p-ssy -ss don’t get right, boy i am too dope smoke me in a crack pipe
put the strong up in the bong you p-ssy boys better leave me alone
yea they asking where i’m at boy the weed got me gone
back against the mirror you p-ssy n-gg-s can’t face it
you bite my rhymes so much you p-ssy n-gg-s need braces ha (gang)

[outro: platinum]
yaa sandman that’s what the f-ck i’m talking bout this that 7012e sh-t ya dig, flamegang or don’t bang get with the program or get choke slammed cause it’s either this or eat a d-ck ya feel me
this sh-t dtr ya heard that’s deeper than rap free the gang too many names sh-tty say both of those lines n-gg-

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