Wicked

Feeling
 Feeling myself
 Swag on ah mill I don't need no help
 Jeans on her right she don't need no belt
 Flame in this bitch make the whole scene melt
 Poppin
 All the way overseas
 Lil bra from Sweden he made this beat
 Young nigga ball NBA I'm street
 Far from a killa don't try and play me
 Fuck with my gods
 Elevate boss shit
 Don't speak it on it if you can't talk it
 Over and over I get it all in
 Flame gone work yea I'm on it often
 Flights on flights baby giving Boston
 I make it sizzle please take caution
 Been the quarterback and I picked off shit
 Been on the mic this ain't new naw kid
 Come out and play maniac go Chucky
 Niggas gone judge me they hope that they buzz me
 Worry bout nothing I'm growing it's lovely
 Baby don't judge me stay solid and trust me
 100s on 50s 20s and 1s
 Count that shit up we accept all funds
 Rock with fam we gone move as 1
 What would soft niggas do without guns
 We all got a story this mine it's simple
 I made it from nothin no father just mental
 My momma soldier she dodged all the missiles
 Is it real love or you gone leave me crippled
 Learn from mistakes move on get yo issue
 Finna get this bag yea
 Finna get this bag yea
 Finna get this bag yea
 Is it real love or you gone get me crippled
 Finna get this bag yea yea they been calling
 Millions on millions for the flame if we talking
 Make em upset get this check when I walk in
 Droppa he ah boss running numbers like ah auction
 I don't wanna talk know ah nigga gone get it
 Yea Imma star I shine can't miss it
 Count up some bread have fun just living
 Bad bitch with me flame god I'm different
 Flame god mode wildn out I been trippin
 Ball how I want bad boy Imma piston
 Is it real love these days shit get wicked
 Is it real love these days shit get wicked
 Flame god yea yea is it real love