CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : OUT THE FLAMES (Remix)
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These n***as couldn't touch me on my worst day
I'm tired of all these n***as talkin'
Dog, I hate 'em in the worst way
Could give a f**k about opinions
I don't know you in the first place
I'm out the flames, I'm out the flames
I got the gift like it's my birthday, yuh
Sippin', swervin' when I drive (Whoop)
No surprise
I'm off a vibe, you can see it in my eyes (Skrrt)
I like ya four-wheeler ride, yeah
So how I'm feelin', if I'm fallin', I'ma die
I got too much on the line, yeah
Born in the blinds, and I'm still doin' fine, yeah
All I know is I got money on my mind, yeah
Yeah, all I know
These n***as couldn't touch me on my worst day
I'm tired of all these n***as talkin'
Dog, I hate 'em in the worst way
Could give a f**k about opinions
I don't know you in the first place
I'm out the flames, I'm out the flames
I got the gift like it's my birthday, yuh
I've been out the flames with a full cup (Yeah)
Popped a packy-yacky, got me f**ked up (Woo)
I could really give a flying f**k, bruh (Yeah)
I sell drugs to me, yeah, I'm my own plug (Skrrt)
I get money, but I'm super unemployed
Really, really, really, I'm that f**kin' boy (I'm that boy)
Tarantino, yeah, this sh*t is getting gory (Oh)
5/11, I'ma let these b*t*hes know that it's my worst day
Worst day
I'm tired of all these n***as talkin'
Dog, I hate 'em in the worst way
Could give a f**k about opinions
I don't know you in the first place
I'm out the flames, I'm out the flames
I got the gift like it's my birthday, yuh
These n***as couldn't touch me on my worst day
I'm tired of all these n***as talkin'
Dog, I hate 'em in the worst way
Could give a f**k about opinions
I don't know you in the first place
I'm out the flames, I'm out the flames
I got the gift like it's my birthday, yuh
Sippin', swervin' when I drive (Whoop)
No surprise
I'm off a vibe, you can see it in my eyes (Skrrt)
I like ya four-wheeler ride, yeah
So how I'm feelin', if I'm fallin', I'ma die
I got too much on the line, yeah
Born in the blinds, and I'm still doin' fine, yeah
All I know is I got money on my mind, yeah
Yeah, all I know
These n***as couldn't touch me on my worst day
I'm tired of all these n***as talkin'
Dog, I hate 'em in the worst way
Could give a f**k about opinions
I don't know you in the first place
I'm out the flames, I'm out the flames
I got the gift like it's my birthday, yuh
I've been out the flames with a full cup (Yeah)
Popped a packy-yacky, got me f**ked up (Woo)
I could really give a flying f**k, bruh (Yeah)
I sell drugs to me, yeah, I'm my own plug (Skrrt)
I get money, but I'm super unemployed
Really, really, really, I'm that f**kin' boy (I'm that boy)
Tarantino, yeah, this sh*t is getting gory (Oh)
5/11, I'ma let these b*t*hes know that it's my worst day
Worst day
I'm tired of all these n***as talkin'
Dog, I hate 'em in the worst way
Could give a f**k about opinions
I don't know you in the first place
I'm out the flames, I'm out the flames
I got the gift like it's my birthday, yuh
