[Intro]
(ItsaKaiBeat)
(I miss you, Narrow)

[Chorus]
Yeah
I'm a flamethrower
Baow-baow-baow, I be with some brain blowers
Get up out my way, when I come through with Drake
N***as gotta die, give a fuck what they say
Yeah, real talk
He got hit with that .44 and now his lip walk
Yeah, lil' bitch, I had a dub before I was eighteen
Still'll come out that cut and let this K sing

[Verse 1]
Bro the other day, this shit don't feel real
Just like a linebacker, bitch, I'm in that field still
Got myself feelin' like a Jay, I'm poppin' mad pills
And this shit come up off my head, I don't need no adlibs
N***as like me, get a bitch and put it in her mouth, I never call her wifey
How a n***a walk with fourty K but still bе rockin' Nike
Swear I'm nevеr changin' up, if you play with me I swear I smoke that boy like angel dust
Crusin' down the west with my .223
He used to be 'round, but he never knew me
Shoot it at his face, so I feel like Jew Breeze
Eat it off the plate, make his bitch get on her knees
Yeah
I'm a real player, bitch
I'm tired of these hoes, keep on sayin' they pushin' Ps
Y'all ain't pushin' shit, but some dick up in y'all mouth
I was [?], swear to God, we burn me down this house
[Chorus]
Yeah
I'm a flamethrower
Baow-baow-baow, I be with some brain blowers
Get up out my way, when I come through with Drake
N***as gotta die, give a fuck what they say
Yeah, real talk
He got hit with that .44 and now his lip walk
Yeah, lil' bitch, I had a dub before I was eighteen
Still'll come out that cut and let this K sing

[Verse 2]
Mama said that I'ma make it, went and put my mind to it
If you wanna get a M, you gotta put some grind into it
I won't never worry 'bout them, they worryin' 'bout what I'm doin'
Bitches on my [?], they keep worryin' 'bout who I'm screwin'
Flooded out my watch and gave a twenty to my BM
All these hoes be thots, yeah, tell 'em stay up out my DM
I can't even see him, 'cause I'm way up on the top
Put him in my edible, swear I'm tired of smokin' opps
I'm already ready, I'ma leave him wet just like spaghetti
I gotta give that boy a ten, I can't forget 'bout Regi
And P done put me in that mix because I'm slangin' static
I juiced him out to get this drank, I think I am a addict
Addict me wrong at the wrong time
I made it happen in some months, it take a long time
And I walk on a n***a face like I walk on the beat
Swear I won't never leave a trace, I'll put this shit to sleep!
[Chorus]
Yeah
I'm a flamethrower
Baow-baow-baow, I be with some brain blowers
Get up out my way, when I come through with Drake
N***as gotta die, give a fuck what they say
Yeah, real talk
He got hit with that .44 and now his lip walk
Yeah, lil' bitch, I had a dub before I was eighteen
Still'll come out that cut and let this K sing