Meek Mill - Flamerz Flow lyrics

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Meek Mill - Flamerz Flow lyrics

[Intro] 1209 What it do, 30? (What it do, 30?) [Verse] One false move, you a goner We was maskin' up before corona Young ni**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 fu*k her, I don't feed her, I just fu*k hеr, I don't need her I'm like "We just tryna win sh*t", Glock, fourth gеn sh*t Clear clip, extend sh*t, don't fear sh*t, we bend sh*t Two friends kissin' on the yacht, that's like a friendship New Benz, when we hit they block, we spinnin' they're sh*t We be ridin' bulletproof, 'cause we be really in sh*t He was ridin' bulletproof, we shot it 'til we flipped it ni**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 ni**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 fu*k, ain't play my cell, I'm out here bright and early Workout with the lifers doin' a thousand burpees, you dig? Plain Jane, Richard, five-hundred-eighty Benz sh*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