(Drum Dummie)
Oh, no, no, no, no
Flatline
Look, look
Flatline, he can't come outside without the tool on him
Back now, he was gone a lil' minute but he ain't lose nothin'
No, fat knot, racks out, bands, I'm the man
Ayy, I'm the man, what you sayin'? Put
Him on fast lane, what's the plan? Yeah
Flatline, he can't go no more without the tool on him
Back now, he thuggin' so he ain't goin' to school
Last time I let a nigga cross me, that was never so
He ain't finna start nothin', lil' boy should've knew better
Look, flatline, what you gon' get? You slip the move wrong
Got a map dot, go leave your bushes and see you on
Fuck your bitch and your house keys
And a mouth, now that's a group home
Man, you know you been around, can't hit it raw, I need like two hoes
Glock with switch and it's two-tone, look, that bitch know she fine
That drama was a spirit 'til they take a look at my mind
Gotta get out here and get it, gettin' old, can't wait no time
As a kid, I been a diamond that ain't yet to reach his prime
Police wanna see me fryin' but that ain't the life for me
The system doin' the job but I call it the somethin' I like to see
I won't let you down 'cause I love you, Tadoe gon' live through me
JJ gon' live through me, I'ma get it out the streets 'til I
Flatline, he can't come outside without the tool on him
Back now, he was gone a lil' minute but he ain't lose nothin'
No, fat knot, racks out, bands, I'm the man
Ayy, I'm the man, what you sayin'? Put
Him on fast lane, what's the plan? Yeah
Flatline, he can't go no more without the tool on him
Back now, he thuggin' so he ain't goin' to school
Last time I let a nigga cross me, that was never so
He ain't finna start nothin', lil' boy should've knew better
Look, flatline, what I want for you?
Throwin' bullets like I'm Matt Ryan
I'm back now, I was down for a minute, I can pull them racks out
Got a freak bitch, she just wanna
Eat dick and let me blow her back out
He out here with that street shit but he gon' fold up like a laptop
You better not move wrong, my lil' niggas
Gon' be on him when they get the chance
I can pull it out at any time, I got them racks, I'm the man
Don't want another nigga do, that's what he do, I'm my own man
You don't really fuck with me, you scared to call yourself a fan
I tell my youngin I want your head, he turned to Jake Paul
Look, you turned your back and made me hate y'all
Look, kick in your door and have your face down
Look, I need that money though, I'ma blaze y'all
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Flatline, he can't come outside without the tool on him
Back now, he was gone a lil' minute but he ain't lose nothin'
No, fat knot, racks out, bands, I'm the man
Ayy, I'm the man, what you sayin'? Put
Him on fast lane, what's the plan? Yeah
Flatline, he can't go no more without the tool on him
Back now, he thuggin' so he ain't goin' to school
Last time I let a nigga cross me, that was never so
He ain't finna start nothin', lil' boy should've knew better
Flatline
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