Flamed Lyrics

It's five in the morning

I'm up and I'm smoking

Called off of work

And I told them I'm croaking

Still they're going to ask

Can you come in for closing

Homie done told me

Your job is important

That phone I'm ignoring

This weed hell of potent

I can't even stand without

Feeling that I'm surfing

Whoever want beef

Wet up

Surf and turf them

Never with the drama

But I'm never on some hoe shit

Poke them

Unlock the Glock and pop a shot

And fold them

Show them

That there's consequences

When you're loc in

Hoping

That my people

Make it out the ghetto

Without moving weight

Or waving white stilettos

Cruising by Rollero

Think I found

The Phinikeros moving Guero

In a yellow '96 Camaro

Flyer than a sparrow I know

Because Asian bitches

Come around

And that kitty saying hello

I speak Español

And I also talk dinero

NoizeHouze I be rapping hotter

Than a hell hole

Harder than your shell toes

In a trench coat

Let's go

Moving through November

In a big coat with a Glock four

Got a top hoe

She a saint though

Devil in stilettos

And she drenching me

In sage smoke

Let's go

Baby got my blunt rolled

Cause shorty know

That I smoke

And shorty know that I toke

Already know I'm not broke

Fly her ass to London

Give her long strokes

And I bet she fall in love

With this young bloke

You know I keep it a buck

Wherever I go

Always a Benji on a high note

You can't suppress me

On what I know

You can take it all

But you'll never

Take my mind though

If thinking makes me odd

Homie

Welcome to the side show

NoizeHouze

Rapping tougher than the Teflon

On your chest

And I bet my bottom dollar

I go harder than the rest