Ya digg?
Look
Niggas thought that I was done
Just getting started, lethal as the heating from a gun
I am the hardest breathing, out to beat em, nigga run
And go your farthest, easy target beaming like the sun
This beat exotic, see a lot of niggas music buns
I've been packing on this album never slacking cuz the outcome
Is the fact that niggas wack so I can rap my way around em
I went Casper after album
Tried to master balance out em
Haters sad and getting mad, because they laughed and clowned about him
What's the problem nigga?
Where yo confidence at?
Twitter finger silly niggas talking bout they can rap!?
All cap is the only plaque you getting back
While I'll be going platinum tapping to the jazz on the track
Chin checking em, wrecking em
Ten seconds son
Nigga been flexing, no weapons
My pen besting em
Waiting on a session with leader of Tan Cressida
Hating on my team
Believe it we gon set it up
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Where am I ending up now?
Ain't no pretending, amending my sound
I am the greatest no playing around
And I'm sending you haters away to the ground
Wow, I bet my momma is proud
How, you get your confidence loud?
Pow, nobody putting me down
Crowd, I put it on for my town
You don't even really want it with this nigga right here
Imma cock back, boom blast in your right ear
So clear, when I drop imma leave em in fear
I'll be popping in them topics leaving options over here nigga
Only 18 with my eyes full of green
F*ck you mean I'm conceited?
I'm just following my dream
Gotta swallow up your feelings
Know the motto is the ceilings ain't existing
I been efficient, I'm whipping whipping
I'm better than 6 niggas together with 6 figures in heaven
The clique sicker than reverends
Who pick children, forget it
How the f*ck you in the game when you ain't make it past the scrimmage?
Niggas benching light weight, imma play it like it's quidditch
Bitch I'm with it, you ain't fit in my division
I'm the sickest nigga living, better get that penicillin
How you feeling?
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
MALACHI SUPREME - Flamethrower Lyrics
MALACHI SUPREME - Flamethrower Lyrics
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Ya digg?
Look
Niggas thought that I was done
Just getting started, lethal as the heating from a gun
I am the hardest breathing, out to beat em, nigga run
And go your farthest, easy target beaming like the sun
This beat exotic, see a lot of niggas music buns
I've been packing on this album never slacking cuz the outcome
Is the fact that niggas wack so I can rap my way around em
I went Casper after album
Tried to master balance out em
Haters sad and getting mad, because they laughed and clowned about him
What's the problem nigga?
Where yo confidence at?
Twitter finger silly niggas talking bout they can rap!?
All cap is the only plaque you getting back
While I'll be going platinum tapping to the jazz on the track
Chin checking em, wrecking em
Ten seconds son
Nigga been flexing, no weapons
My pen besting em
Waiting on a session with leader of Tan Cressida
Hating on my team
Believe it we gon set it up
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Where am I ending up now?
Ain't no pretending, amending my sound
I am the greatest no playing around
And I'm sending you haters away to the ground
Wow, I bet my momma is proud
How, you get your confidence loud?
Pow, nobody putting me down
Crowd, I put it on for my town
You don't even really want it with this nigga right here
Imma cock back, boom blast in your right ear
So clear, when I drop imma leave em in fear
I'll be popping in them topics leaving options over here nigga
Only 18 with my eyes full of green
F*ck you mean I'm conceited?
I'm just following my dream
Gotta swallow up your feelings
Know the motto is the ceilings ain't existing
I been efficient, I'm whipping whipping
I'm better than 6 niggas together with 6 figures in heaven
The clique sicker than reverends
Who pick children, forget it
How the f*ck you in the game when you ain't make it past the scrimmage?
Niggas benching light weight, imma play it like it's quidditch
Bitch I'm with it, you ain't fit in my division
I'm the sickest nigga living, better get that penicillin
How you feeling?
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Look
Niggas thought that I was done
Just getting started, lethal as the heating from a gun
I am the hardest breathing, out to beat em, nigga run
And go your farthest, easy target beaming like the sun
This beat exotic, see a lot of niggas music buns
I've been packing on this album never slacking cuz the outcome
Is the fact that niggas wack so I can rap my way around em
I went Casper after album
Tried to master balance out em
Haters sad and getting mad, because they laughed and clowned about him
What's the problem nigga?
Where yo confidence at?
Twitter finger silly niggas talking bout they can rap!?
All cap is the only plaque you getting back
While I'll be going platinum tapping to the jazz on the track
Chin checking em, wrecking em
Ten seconds son
Nigga been flexing, no weapons
My pen besting em
Waiting on a session with leader of Tan Cressida
Hating on my team
Believe it we gon set it up
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Where am I ending up now?
Ain't no pretending, amending my sound
I am the greatest no playing around
And I'm sending you haters away to the ground
Wow, I bet my momma is proud
How, you get your confidence loud?
Pow, nobody putting me down
Crowd, I put it on for my town
You don't even really want it with this nigga right here
Imma cock back, boom blast in your right ear
So clear, when I drop imma leave em in fear
I'll be popping in them topics leaving options over here nigga
Only 18 with my eyes full of green
F*ck you mean I'm conceited?
I'm just following my dream
Gotta swallow up your feelings
Know the motto is the ceilings ain't existing
I been efficient, I'm whipping whipping
I'm better than 6 niggas together with 6 figures in heaven
The clique sicker than reverends
Who pick children, forget it
How the f*ck you in the game when you ain't make it past the scrimmage?
Niggas benching light weight, imma play it like it's quidditch
Bitch I'm with it, you ain't fit in my division
I'm the sickest nigga living, better get that penicillin
How you feeling?
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Rolling down the block with my new piece
New lease, niggas want the beef?
We got new grease
Hard to stay humble when the food sweet
Who's he? Got his music banging down the new streets
Writer: Malachi Alston
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid