CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Flames (unreleased)
Oh i'ma go and i rock out like a beater
I got amnesia that's that ether
Money talk like a preacher
I keep a Glock it got them racks
Stuffed right up in my visa
If she act up and don't act right
I cut her off i dont need her
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
You get killed up in my section for the sh*t we don't do
Drum on that chopper when we ride lotta Glocks in the coop
They know im thuggin they be hattin cuz sh*t i do they can't do
Im chassin money hit me up when it be time for ta shoot
Ima livе my life look like a beatеr runin from all these hoes
I walk on stage hot like a heater lotta blood on my toes
That n***a see i dont f**k with em cause i know he will fold
Im just 18 clearly can see that he can't carry my load
b*t*h i run with that rock and you know ima stepper
Feel it and it dont feel any better ima stay with the Glock
I ain't tottin no westin and ima preach like a Reverend
When im rollin a dice ima get on my knees
And probably drop out on the seven
When i drop down they all gon freeze i open that mac 11
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
Looking for me im outside with no coat when its cold
I put that white inside my system i dont play with my nose
And we go die anyways so you ain't takin that notice
Same rise by the day he play im bussing his dome
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I got amnesia that's that ether
Money talk like a preacher
I keep a Glock it got them racks
Stuffed right up in my visa
If she act up and don't act right
I cut her off i dont need her
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
You get killed up in my section for the sh*t we don't do
Drum on that chopper when we ride lotta Glocks in the coop
They know im thuggin they be hattin cuz sh*t i do they can't do
Im chassin money hit me up when it be time for ta shoot
Ima livе my life look like a beatеr runin from all these hoes
I walk on stage hot like a heater lotta blood on my toes
That n***a see i dont f**k with em cause i know he will fold
Im just 18 clearly can see that he can't carry my load
b*t*h i run with that rock and you know ima stepper
Feel it and it dont feel any better ima stay with the Glock
I ain't tottin no westin and ima preach like a Reverend
When im rollin a dice ima get on my knees
And probably drop out on the seven
When i drop down they all gon freeze i open that mac 11
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
Looking for me im outside with no coat when its cold
I put that white inside my system i dont play with my nose
And we go die anyways so you ain't takin that notice
Same rise by the day he play im bussing his dome
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
I mix that flame with that rock
Put that pain on me
