Flashing Lights ft. Donno Lyrics

Baby, driving me crazy, ba-

They like how I'm coming, heavy metal, in and outside of the gym

Right pocket on TRT, the left pocket on Tren

Niggas catching motion sickness from how much

I'm tryna spin

My lil baby super bad, opp block ain't all I'm tryna bend

Take her to the mall and I'm gon' make back all of what I spend

And I'm the man, I don't gotta pay, I just

get in

When I get rich, I put on all my dogs before

my kin

But when I clock out from this bitch, I'll leave

my legacy to twin

When I die, I know niggas gon' be shittin on my name

When you die, you should know I'm gon' be

pissin' on your grave

Have yo plot all pissy lookin' like what's hittin' on my chain and I could put that -

Nigga I could put that on my name

I'm outside, we play with shit that come with

That's from the muzzle, now you know your dog's in trouble

If I came one deep, I got some on me, so no, we not gon' rumble

Way I'm tryna put belt to ass, get hit with the leather and the buckle

Spankin' shit, talk is cheap, and I'm tryna make em feel me

I ain't never had to stunt for nothin', nigga this the real me

Mariana Trench, bout my respect, this shit get real deep

You gon' die upon that hill alone, and this bitch real steep

Know this game was made to break you down, take your pride and strip your crown,

You just in the way while your niggas getting turned to nouns

Beggin' on your knees for mercy, we don't wanna see you frown

Pay some homage to my side, cause you know we be spinnin' round

Cut through block shit, do it quick, yell his name then split his shit

Riskin' every chance, I be lyin' if I said I'll quit

Must be drunk as fuck if you think that I'm not gon' chase my shot

Shit get tragic uncontrollably, like a fuckin' clot

Dyin' from a hollow, ate him up, you can't see the spot

Henny fillin' up his liver, you don't get it, he got fuckin' caught

Grab a drink for while I'm in the stu, cause my mouth get hot

Comfortable with bein' broke, all excuses what I'm not

Versatile while all this music's shit, know I earned my spot

Ghost my fans, got em extra mad, cause they wanna drop

Clap it up for me, did it all alone, I ain't get my prize

Want some pussy, tell em chase a bag, they not my fuckin' opps

G for all the fuckin' glory, ah shit, I don't mean to boast

O for outcast, cause the way I move is like a fuckin' ghost

A, I did it, give me silence, raise your glass, let's make a toast

T for all the trials I done passed, that just yells out GOAT