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the flame pit - swae lee lyrics

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[intro: swae lee & random groupie]
you know it
we finna k!ll everybody in the club (so what)
shhhh, we finna sp*ce jam n*ggas ([?] la boca)
yeah
man y’all n*ggas turn that sh*t down in there
hey

[verse 1]
the madness, i done came out the madness (yeah)
it happens, everyday some sh*t happens (hey, yeah)
what’s cracking (ayy), everyday i’m getting it cracking (b*tch)
i’m active, yeah gang staying active
i’m stacking, on front*ends blowing back*ends
louie luggage on the plane with the baggage (yeah)
i’m traveling, i be all over thе atlas
i’m always staying clean like a napkin (yeah)
i’m еverywhere the cash at, you get no cash back
you n*ggas at the starting line, i’m on the last lap
you n*ggas hated way back, i’m getting the last laugh
that old sh*t, that old b*tch, you know i’m past that
i’m back in the lab like a f*cking lab rat
i’m throwing up the money, throwing up them big racks
them o’s that i’m blowing, n*gga, this ain’t wack pack
them hoes wanna f*ck me when they see that foreign cap
and that is all facts and no i ain’t pressed
ohh i ain’t up next, b*tch i got right now (yeah)
i don’t want that girl if she ain’t ready right now
you n*ggas ain’t making no noise, man you need to pipe down (down)
you need to quiet down
i copped a new watch, told my jeweler, “flood it out” (out)
lil n*gga cut it out
that faking that you doing, i don’t know what that’s about (woo)
unless you talking about paper, keep my name out your mouth
i’m quarantined (yeah), twenty b*tches at the house
i paid the fees, get that check then i bounce
i’m forty feet in the air off a ounce
that dirty cheese, got me eating, mickey mouse
ya lacking, i could see you n*gga crabbin’
i’m laughing at you lil n*ggas status
i’m packing
[instrumental break]

i’m splashing

[verse 2]
shorty f*cked me up but she is latina
looking like a bag and i think i seen her (tina) before
yeah, i’m riding in that double door
i’m smoking
yeah these bad hoes and they throwing
money on me and i’m gone blow it
drop top b*tch, it’s wide open

[bridge: swae lee & random groupie]
[?]
i can’t with his ass
i can’t with you dude (yo i’m freestyling in here you feel)
i can’t with you dude
fasho

[open verse]

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