FlameCube64 (feat. Nick Prosper)

Aye, damn, aye, woah, wow
Aye, shout out byou$, man, aye, wow, aye
Skeet, skeet, skeet-skeet
Woah, aye

Hundred-hundred-hundred gram blunt, aye
Bitches by the bunch, aye
Pullin' up, 30 inch glistenin' on a lexus truck
I'm so rare, bitch, I'm shinin' like a flare, aye
Catch me up the fair
With a tumblr bitch, hold my dick not my hand, damn, aye
Hundred thousand bullets in a desert eagle, damn, aye
Why your bitch come back twice like a fuckin' sequel?
Macho man with the fuckin' flex, aye (with the fuckin' flex)
Proteine in my blunt, I do it best

Hundred grams of the boof in my ziplock, damn, aye
Smokin' with your bitch, then we hopscotch, damn, aye
Playin' operation on both of my wrists like damn, aye
You can't sit with us, you is not my mans, aye
All white limousine mercedes in my hands, aye
Clean like helvetica, you is comic sans, aye
I just need the wi-fi, I don't need no wifey
I be in your hood, just sippin' on this ice tea, damn

Aye, damn, aye
Woah, wow, okay
Alright