Singed me a deal
N it came wit advance
Dnt claim im unique i leave it to chance
I money walk n u call it a dance
Im on my toes but u call it a stance
Im smokin og n u call it a plant
Im crushin on hoes
They so many like ants
Mane like mufasa
She smoke like rasta
I give her a sponsor
He a medical doctor
Touchdown
Pounds of da cronic
From out west
Like a super sonic
Im dum high
Like a flyin comet
Im too fast
I run past u like sonic
I come to compete
They get scared
And they vomit
They wanted the beef
But they missin da
Fya
I came from the streets
Now im flyer then piolets
Im reppin my city aint nothin like broward
I came in the game
9 month after
She poppin out cowards
FL@$h - Old Heater (Freestyle) Lyrics
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Singed me a deal
N it came wit advance
Dnt claim im unique i leave it to chance
I money walk n u call it a dance
Im on my toes but u call it a stance
Im smokin og n u call it a plant
Im crushin on hoes
They so many like ants
Mane like mufasa
She smoke like rasta
I give her a sponsor
He a medical doctor
Touchdown
Pounds of da cronic
From out west
Like a super sonic
Im dum high
Like a flyin comet
Im too fast
I run past u like sonic
I come to compete
They get scared
And they vomit
They wanted the beef
But they missin da
Fya
I came from the streets
Now im flyer then piolets
Im reppin my city aint nothin like broward
I came in the game
9 month after
She poppin out cowards
N it came wit advance
Dnt claim im unique i leave it to chance
I money walk n u call it a dance
Im on my toes but u call it a stance
Im smokin og n u call it a plant
Im crushin on hoes
They so many like ants
Mane like mufasa
She smoke like rasta
I give her a sponsor
He a medical doctor
Touchdown
Pounds of da cronic
From out west
Like a super sonic
Im dum high
Like a flyin comet
Im too fast
I run past u like sonic
I come to compete
They get scared
And they vomit
They wanted the beef
But they missin da
Fya
I came from the streets
Now im flyer then piolets
Im reppin my city aint nothin like broward
I came in the game
9 month after
She poppin out cowards
Writer: Omar Cabrera
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