Lyrics flames - K$upreme

flames

I hop on the beat I talk flames
Pullup with a brand new icey ass chain
Work for this shit, I done gave myself a name
Wrist so cold I can feel it in my veins
This bitch suck on me like she came with fangs
Pullup too clean, don’t got a stain
Drank on me when I hop on the plane
I just popped a Perc, I don’t feel a thing
I don’t rock with these niggas, they be acting strange
All blues in my pocket, ain’t carrying change
Got a stick on me, it can shoot long range
I walk in the room, it’s a temperature change
Ice cold, VV my teeth
Shark be hitting, it’s hard to breathe
Ain’t worried about nothing cause' the Glock is in reach
I’ma let that bitch bang like my name Chief Keef
My bitch got a fat ass, Georgia Peach
Sipping a four got me slurring my speech
Tryna' build up an empire like Big Meech
Pullup nigga you can shop with me
Run up them racks and I went on a shopping spree
Self-made nigga, ain’t no stopping me
I watch how I move cause' I know that they watching me
Drinking mud, gotta' double the cup
Bitch I trap all day then I count it up
I’m the same nigga I just came up
Tell them niggas that don’t like me to catchup
I hop on the beat I talk flames
Pullup with a brand new icey ass chain
Work for this shit, I done gave myself a name
Wrist so cold I can feel it in my veins
This bitch suck on me like she came with fangs
Pullup too clean, don’t got a stain
Drank on me when I hop on the plane
I just popped a Perc, I don’t feel a thing
I don’t rock with these niggas, they be acting strange
All blues in my pocket, ain’t carrying change
Got a stick on me, it can shoot long range
I walk in the room, it’s a temperature change
Ice cold, VV my teeth
Shark be hitting, it’s hard to breathe
Ain’t worried about nothing cause' the Glock is in reach
I’ma let that bitch bang like my name Chief Keef
I hop on the beat I talk flames
Pullup with a brand new icey ass chain
Work for this shit, I done gave myself a name
Wrist so cold I can feel it in my veins
This bitch suck on me like she came with fangs
Pullup too clean, don’t got a stain
Drank on me when I hop on the plane
I just popped a Perc, I don’t feel a thing
I don’t rock with these niggas, they be acting strange
All blues in my pocket, ain’t carrying change
Got a stick on me, it can shoot long range
I walk in the room, it’s a temperature change
Ice cold, VV my teeth
Shark be hitting, it’s hard to breathe
Ain’t worried about nothing cause' the Glock is in reach
I’ma let that bitch bang like my name Chief Keef