Flame
By
Soulja Boy
Album
Big Soulja
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Stacks on deck, money gang, nigga the movie, nigga.
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on, nigga. Big Soulja, nigga, head.
Motherfucker commando in charge, nigga.
We talking 'bout a hunnid thousand, nigga.
A hundred K a day, nigga.
Gang shit, nigga. Money.
Every day I'm gettin' to that cake.
Woke up this mornin' then I went and bought a Wraith.
Smokin' on dope, know I'm high in space.
Had to call my lawyer, got caught with the Glock, with the Draco, beat the case.
Yesterday, Young Drae made fifty K.
Brand new Wraith, out of space, brand new paint.
Fortchiottos in a turnin' lane, doin' what they can't.
Don't play with the gang, in the kitchen, hurricane.
Fly through, new Bentley coupe, what you sayin'?
Fortchiottos in the hood, yeah they know that I'm the man.
Back touchdown, that's a touchdown.
Draco on me, boy, and it hold a hunnid rounds.
Broad day, cops lurk, you know they plot.
Woah, I'm in the kitchen, I'm in the pot.
I'm on the kitchen, I'm in the stove.
Hunnid pounds came in, I whoop the whole bow.
Diamonds on my neck, and it North Pole.
Diamonds on me, Johnny Dang, rang, bling, blang, blang.
In the kitchen, doin' my damn thing.
Let the Draco sing, just like T-Pain.
Hit 'em just like Novacane.
Yeah, hit 'em with the Draco, he won't feel a damn thing.
Hey, hit 'em with the Draco, he won't feel a damn thing.
Two pistols on my hip, man, I feel like Max Payne.
Blowin' hard in the turnin' lane.
Don't play with the gang, I'm in a new Bentley Coupe.
Chicken noodle soup, Flame.
Pull up on you, Draco broad day, blow out his brain.
With the gang, man, don't make me say that shit again.
We don't play, yeah, we pull up broad day.
Nigga, hunnid K sittin' in a Louis Suitcase.
Had to call my lawyer, beat the case.
Draco ain't no throw away.
If he disrespect gang, know we take the whole say.
Run up on him, spray the place.
Spray the Draco like it's mace.
No face, no case, no face, no case.
No seal, no deal, pop a nigga like a pill.
Yeah, I'm playin' with the M, tryna get a couple bills.
Young Drae broke the rules, new album comin' soon.
Brand new Draco on me, sweep the room like a broom.
Draco made none.
All he heard was kaboom.
Put his body in a tomb, six feet for fuckin' with crew.
Gang, yeah, we let it bang, wrist that's a hurricane.
Yeah, we know them niggas lame, we pull up we takin' change.
Hurricane drop, brand new off skirt.
In the kitchen with my wrist, I can make this shit work.
Plug came in, fifty pounds, got 'em gone.
Hunnid keys in one week, glean in my style phone.
Sippin' lean 'til I'm gone, sippin' lean 'til I'm dead.
In a coupe with a bad ass bitch, big head.
Lamborghini coupe, quarter mill arm in a leg.
If you shoot for the gang, nigga, we comin' for your head.
Snatchin' chain, snatchin' rings, snatchin' AIDS damn thing.
Jewelry on my wrist, and they knowin' what's my name.
Big Draco, let shots go.
But don't play with gang, we pull up on you.
Do you dirty, leave 'em in the rain.
In a strip club, make it rain.
All this diamonds on my neck.
Oh man, it's a shame.
Fifty thousand for the ring.
On the bling, bling, bling, king.
All this diamonds on my neck, and no nigga do no thing.
Could a chopper hit his face.
Boom, boom, boom, put 'em down, nigga.
Draco, hold a rounds, I'm in your city with the pounds.
All he heard was a whole lot of sound.
Whole lot of chopper sounds, chopper knock a nigga down.
