Yuh
Okay
Yeah
(Holy shit what the f*ck)
Yea
Okay
F*ck
I got a 'vette all red and she in it, I had you left on read for a minute, sorry
Fly me southwest, I'm tryna get bit off of molly
I might just fly her out here for a body,
I might just fly her out here if she want me
I'll f*ck in the coupe, it's tinted
She think she so ugly, I love her image
You think that you rich but your numbers look finished
I'm fly like a bat but you fly like a pigeon
My swag OD, your shit aint hitting
Yo shit aint killing,
Im tryna keep it a buck, it's ugly, your clothes aint fitting
Woah
Catch me I'm smoking that gas, no propane
You niggas broke, im flxxing evry day
New A.Q, got plenty Ks
Niggas aint real, too many fakes
Song so ass cant let it play
45 round extended drac'
I put the vibe in any space, vibing nigga
Took the hoe we flying private
Then she done sent me a vid, imma hide it
Need to stop smoking and open my eyelids
Nigga I'm high
High like a pilot
Im so high the room look like silent hill
I put a tat on my neck where you bite it, real
Vette all red like a fire, vehicle kill imma shoot at his tires
Yuh
Yea
Yea
It's an 80 round drum, get hit with a switch
Yellow ass diamonds shit look like piss
VTMNTS tat still sit on my wrist
Put a mask on cuz I want no pics
Ion drink water, my cup straight Tris
Killer lil bitch, she the mini lil6ix
Gang on 10, cuz we all with the shit
New air forces with the platform ricks
I put the 5% tint on the whip
I put a brand new blick on my bitch
5 Point star but im still lil6ix
All of my chains look heavy weight
You niggas broke, im flxxing evry day
New A.Q, got plenty Ks
Niggas aint real, too many fakes
Song so ass cant let it play
45 round extended drac'
Nigga I keep me a draco,
Nigga I'm flowing, I'm cooking like Clayco
Darens, this beat got me floating like angels
I got a halo now
I'm going up, but they go down
Yeah, they go down like they wore off some painkillers
He post a glock, its a toy, he a fake hitter
Had 30 rounds and I left 28 with him
Head made of glass so I shoot through the pane nigga
No, I'm not playing, I don't miss on purpose, nigga im swervin'
Monday, flexing'
Tuesday, flexing
Wednesday, flexing
Thursday, flexing
Friday, flexing
Saturday, Sunday, f*cking flexing
Flxxing every day
F.e,d
Neptune - fed/silenthill Lyrics
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Yuh
Okay
Yeah
(Holy shit what the f*ck)
Yea
Okay
F*ck
I got a 'vette all red and she in it, I had you left on read for a minute, sorry
Fly me southwest, I'm tryna get bit off of molly
I might just fly her out here for a body,
I might just fly her out here if she want me
I'll f*ck in the coupe, it's tinted
She think she so ugly, I love her image
You think that you rich but your numbers look finished
I'm fly like a bat but you fly like a pigeon
My swag OD, your shit aint hitting
Yo shit aint killing,
Im tryna keep it a buck, it's ugly, your clothes aint fitting
Woah
Catch me I'm smoking that gas, no propane
You niggas broke, im flxxing evry day
New A.Q, got plenty Ks
Niggas aint real, too many fakes
Song so ass cant let it play
45 round extended drac'
I put the vibe in any space, vibing nigga
Took the hoe we flying private
Then she done sent me a vid, imma hide it
Need to stop smoking and open my eyelids
Nigga I'm high
High like a pilot
Im so high the room look like silent hill
I put a tat on my neck where you bite it, real
Vette all red like a fire, vehicle kill imma shoot at his tires
Yuh
Yea
Yea
It's an 80 round drum, get hit with a switch
Yellow ass diamonds shit look like piss
VTMNTS tat still sit on my wrist
Put a mask on cuz I want no pics
Ion drink water, my cup straight Tris
Killer lil bitch, she the mini lil6ix
Gang on 10, cuz we all with the shit
New air forces with the platform ricks
I put the 5% tint on the whip
I put a brand new blick on my bitch
5 Point star but im still lil6ix
All of my chains look heavy weight
You niggas broke, im flxxing evry day
New A.Q, got plenty Ks
Niggas aint real, too many fakes
Song so ass cant let it play
45 round extended drac'
Nigga I keep me a draco,
Nigga I'm flowing, I'm cooking like Clayco
Darens, this beat got me floating like angels
I got a halo now
I'm going up, but they go down
Yeah, they go down like they wore off some painkillers
He post a glock, its a toy, he a fake hitter
Had 30 rounds and I left 28 with him
Head made of glass so I shoot through the pane nigga
No, I'm not playing, I don't miss on purpose, nigga im swervin'
Monday, flexing'
Tuesday, flexing
Wednesday, flexing
Thursday, flexing
Friday, flexing
Saturday, Sunday, f*cking flexing
Flxxing every day
F.e,d
Okay
Yeah
(Holy shit what the f*ck)
Yea
Okay
F*ck
I got a 'vette all red and she in it, I had you left on read for a minute, sorry
Fly me southwest, I'm tryna get bit off of molly
I might just fly her out here for a body,
I might just fly her out here if she want me
I'll f*ck in the coupe, it's tinted
She think she so ugly, I love her image
You think that you rich but your numbers look finished
I'm fly like a bat but you fly like a pigeon
My swag OD, your shit aint hitting
Yo shit aint killing,
Im tryna keep it a buck, it's ugly, your clothes aint fitting
Woah
Catch me I'm smoking that gas, no propane
You niggas broke, im flxxing evry day
New A.Q, got plenty Ks
Niggas aint real, too many fakes
Song so ass cant let it play
45 round extended drac'
I put the vibe in any space, vibing nigga
Took the hoe we flying private
Then she done sent me a vid, imma hide it
Need to stop smoking and open my eyelids
Nigga I'm high
High like a pilot
Im so high the room look like silent hill
I put a tat on my neck where you bite it, real
Vette all red like a fire, vehicle kill imma shoot at his tires
Yuh
Yea
Yea
It's an 80 round drum, get hit with a switch
Yellow ass diamonds shit look like piss
VTMNTS tat still sit on my wrist
Put a mask on cuz I want no pics
Ion drink water, my cup straight Tris
Killer lil bitch, she the mini lil6ix
Gang on 10, cuz we all with the shit
New air forces with the platform ricks
I put the 5% tint on the whip
I put a brand new blick on my bitch
5 Point star but im still lil6ix
All of my chains look heavy weight
You niggas broke, im flxxing evry day
New A.Q, got plenty Ks
Niggas aint real, too many fakes
Song so ass cant let it play
45 round extended drac'
Nigga I keep me a draco,
Nigga I'm flowing, I'm cooking like Clayco
Darens, this beat got me floating like angels
I got a halo now
I'm going up, but they go down
Yeah, they go down like they wore off some painkillers
He post a glock, its a toy, he a fake hitter
Had 30 rounds and I left 28 with him
Head made of glass so I shoot through the pane nigga
No, I'm not playing, I don't miss on purpose, nigga im swervin'
Monday, flexing'
Tuesday, flexing
Wednesday, flexing
Thursday, flexing
Friday, flexing
Saturday, Sunday, f*cking flexing
Flxxing every day
F.e,d
Writer: Kaden Noel
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid