Flamerz Flow (Explicit) - Meek Mill

Lyrics by：Robert Williams/Samuel Gloade

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What it do 30 what it do 30

What it do 30 what it do 30

One false move you a goner

We was maskin' up before corona

Young n***a hangin' out the bentley

While I'm swinging 'round the corner

Paper tag this is not a loaner

Drug dealer this one for the owners

This ain't for the leasers

Tom Ford loafers you could never tie my sneakers

Put her on the block list I'm like Bye Felicia

I be on the island with a spanish mamacita

And shorty she be wildin' it's no way

That I'ma eat her

F**k her I don't feed her

I just f**k her I don't need her

I'm like we just tryna win s**t glock fourth gen s**t

Clear clip extend s**t don't fear s**t

We bend s**t

Two friends kissin' on the yacht

That's like a friendship

New benz when we hit they block we spinnin'

They're s**t

We be ridin' bulletproof

'Cause we be really in s**t

He was ridin' bulletproof we shot it

'Til we flipped it

N***a I was sturdy back when I was dirty

Started with an ounce had twenty million

By the time I'm thirty

I was in and out deep in

That field where n***as die

By thirty

Hangin' with the killers playin'

Bye bye birdy ya' dig

Condo in Tribeca got my mom in Jersey

I wish death on anything that threaten me

Or try to hurt me

I was rich as f**k ain't play my cell

I'm ain't bright and early

Workout with the lifers doin' a thousand burpees you dig

Plain Jane Richard five hundred eighty benz

S**t expensive gotta watch the way

You shake my hand

I make the Richie match the Virgil

I just changed the band

They killed my daddy I was five

And I got made a man