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FLAMMABLE

de Swae Lee

Yeah
Hey (yeah)
I got a Christmas Rose, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hey

This shit flammable, bet your ho go cannibal (cannibal)
It's understandable, eyes lit like wildlife animals (animals)
Smoking artichoke, paper like a article (paper)
I'm on Texaco, watching cameras, extra woke (woke)
Pepper in my joint (joint), pep all in my fucking step (step)
Navy SEAL with me, watch my six feet move with stealth
Wrist all in the money and I feel like Michael Phelps
Niggas hatin' for what? I think it's a cry for help

Can't do no get ready with me, too much crazy shit laying around (woo)
Can't do no get ready with me, video hoes all in the background (woo, woo)
She want a engagement ring, already iced her out (woo, woo)
I graduated too, but niggas still on that cap and gown
Ate a five star breakfast (breakfast), but it get so gritty
Girls jealous of my cars 'cause they sit so pretty
5-0, get behind me, I put that shit in her titty (ooh)
Take her on a shopping spree and let her fuck up a sixty
Ain't done flexing up big pockets on steroids (flex)
Keep a low profile, if they see you, boy, that's dead, boy (yeah)
Alexander McQueen keep me fresher then a Altoid ('toid)
They tried to do the bare minimum, I wasn't going for it (for it)

This shit flammable, bet your ho go cannibal
It's understandable, eyes lit like wildlife animals (ayy)
Smoking artichoke, paper like a article
I'm on Texaco, watching cameras, extra woke
Pepper in my joint (joint), pep all in my fucking step (step)
Navy SEAL with me, watch my six feet move with stealth (stealth)
Wrist all in the money and I feel like Michael Phelps (phelps)
Niggas hatin' for what? I think it's a cry for help (ooh)

Eighty-thousand for a chain (chain), diamonds swimming all around ('round)
Eighty-thousand in medallion, jeweler damn near drowned
I put water on my girl body, she stay hydrated (hydrated)
Get me twenty with the roof, I'm a star like constellation (ayy)
I need more than twenty-four hours in my day (uh, in my day)
Built an engine in the back (yeah), I think I'm going the wrong way (wrong way)
Louis duffle, double-stuff it, put it in the damn front (front)
Lost it, got back on my feet, got up out of that slump
Never know what I'ma do next, just be on the lookout (lookout)
I'm eating like a buffet, like welcome to the cookout (cookout)
Call my accountant, I forgot how much I took out (took out)
Feelin' like Chris Tucker caught in rush hour, tryna reroute (reroute)

This shit flammable, bet your ho go cannibal (cannibal)
It's understandable, eyes lit like wildlife animals (animals)
Smoking artichoke, paper like a article
I'm on Texaco, watching cameras, extra woke (ayy)
Pepper in my joint (joint), pep all in my fucking step (ayy, step)
Navy SEAL with me, watch my six feet move with stealth (stealth)
Wrist all in the money and I feel like Michael Phelps
Niggas hatin' for what? I think it's a cry for help (ayy)

Same, different (hey), same, different (hey)
Same, different, uh (hey)
Same, different, same, different, same, different (hey)
Same, different
Same, different, same, different
Uh, same, different, ayy, same, different

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