Flamin' Hot

(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)

Ha, ha (It's the gang)

I got a flame (Ah), it's comin' from the pole

**** always talkin' cash shit when they really poor (**** broke)

You drove two hours for nothin', tryna see the ho

Look, ****, put her on a razor when her meat roll

Ha, ha, could be a lot of racks

Look, Cudi, you ain't ah-ah-ah, why you got the strap?

Look, bitch, you ain't handin' nothin', why you call back?

Ooh-wee, she tryna fuck, fuck

I ain't goofy, bitch, do I look like a duck-duck?

No bap, I see a sucker, I just up-up

All my ****' cases hot, free the thugs, thugs

Psh, they some real spitters (One, ****)

I got a flame, it's comin' from the pole (I got one)

**** always talkin' cash shit when they really poor (Broke ****)

You drove two hours for nothin', tryna see the ho

Look, ****, put her on a razor when her meat roll (Dance)

Ha, ha, could be a lot of racks

Look, Cudi, you ain't ah-ah-ah, why you got the strap? (At all, ****)

Look, bitch, you ain't handin' nothin', why you call back? (My number, bitch)

Psh, ooh-wee, she tryna fuck, fuck

Yeah, and you better put your bitch up on a leash, she tryna fuck, fuck

Bad-ass bitch at the crib, I don't fuck sluts

Bitch, leave that nabby shit here, yeah, touch it

Yeah, bitch, if I let you in the crib, but not touch nothin'

Yeah, I'll quarterback the whole place, ****, hut-hut

Yeah, grip potato on the barrel, bitch go putt-putt

Yeah, tired of all these rap ****, they my sons-sons

Bitch ask me if I really love her, I'm like, "Nuh-uh"

Yeah, you got the lil' chain took, that must suck, thug

Big Glock hangin' out the, uh, these ain't nunchucks

Skinny-ass bitch, talkin' 'bout she want her butt done

Yeah, I just whip it out, she just get to suckin', I don't butt rub

So many straps in the crib, don't know what's what

Bitch keep callin', talk crazy, shut the fuck up

Me put some trust in a bitch? I ain't no dumb-dumb

Yeah, and when we slide with them, you better run, punk (Gang)

I got a flame (Ah), it's comin' from the pole (I got one)

**** always talkin' cash shit when they really poor (Broke ****)

You drove two hours for nothin', tryna see the ho

Look, ****, put her on a razor when her meat roll (Dance)

Ha, ha, could be a lot of racks

Look, Cudi, you ain't ah-ah-ah, why you got the strap? (At all, ****)

Look, bitch, you ain't handin' nothin', why you call back? (My number, bitch)

Psh, ooh-wee, she tryna fuck, fuck