FLATLINING Lyrics

Yes, I'm hurting, yes, I'm jaded

Most of these things, I don't wanna say

I wanna be around while you chasin'

You wanna hit me up when you make it

You'll try and come back when you famous

I always want the truth, but it's dangerous

You got somethin' real, not basic

You wanna get with me, stop

All this shit was perfect timing

All this shit was perfect timing, whoa

Come get your bitch she steady been eyeing me up

Pour another drink, fill another cup

You want the smoke, brodie what is up

You just a bitch, why you actin' tough

I talk my shit, I don't give a fuck

I say what it is, bitch, not what it was

He smokin' that reefer, smell like skunk

I ball like I'm Booker, I feel like a Sun

You actin' like me, you really my son

Never direct, I'm speakin' in tongues

Pussy bitch, you couldn't hang

Pussy bitch, you couldn't hang

Fast car, switchin' lanes

NASCAR type of things

She post pictures on her Instagram of places she ain't been

Ten different hoes talkin' about me, how I win

You said that boy was better than me, but you spin again

You still hit my line

Told me shit was done

I'm rockin' Margiela, bitch, I'm really one of one

So much YSL, feel like Thug, So Much Fun

Smash a guitar like Marilyn Manson

I got your bitch in the trap house mansion

I got your ho and I put her on fashion

I don't give a fuck, I hit it and pass it

She saying "We fucked", brodie, you just capping

I'm really doin' this shit, no compassion

You wasn't that, brodie, you just average

Got so much green, it look like a-

Got so much green, it look like a cabbage

In the back of my V, her ass was clappin'

Rainbow watch call this shit a- *beep*

I'm really outside, livin' lavish

You fake money, you just actin'

I'm baby, money, that's the truth

Probably was countin' bands out the womb

Had five hoes in the NICU

But none of them bitches was you

All this shit was perfect timing

All this shit was perfect timing, whoa

Come get your bitch she steady been eyeing me up

Pour up a drink, pour another cup