Wicked

Feeling Feeling myself Swag on ah mill I don't need no help Jeans on her right she don't need no belt Flame in this bitch make the whole scene melt Poppin All the way overseas Lil bra from Sweden he made this beat Young nigga ball NBA I'm street Far from a killa don't try and play me Fuck with my gods Elevate boss shit Don't speak it on it if you can't talk it Over and over I get it all in Flame gone work yea I'm on it often Flights on flights baby giving Boston I make it sizzle please take caution Been the quarterback and I picked off shit Been on the mic this ain't new naw kid Come out and play maniac go Chucky Niggas gone judge me they hope that they buzz me Worry bout nothing I'm growing it's lovely Baby don't judge me stay solid and trust me 100s on 50s 20s and 1s Count that shit up we accept all funds Rock with fam we gone move as 1 What would soft niggas do without guns We all got a story this mine it's simple I made it from nothin no father just mental My momma soldier she dodged all the missiles Is it real love or you gone leave me crippled Learn from mistakes move on get yo issue Finna get this bag yea Finna get this bag yea Finna get this bag yea Is it real love or you gone get me crippled Finna get this bag yea yea they been calling Millions on millions for the flame if we talking Make em upset get this check when I walk in Droppa he ah boss running numbers like ah auction I don't wanna talk know ah nigga gone get it Yea Imma star I shine can't miss it Count up some bread have fun just living Bad bitch with me flame god I'm different Flame god mode wildn out I been trippin Ball how I want bad boy Imma piston Is it real love these days shit get wicked Is it real love these days shit get wicked Flame god yea yea is it real love