FLATOUTBRIAN - 616 BARS

FLATOUTBRIAN - 616 BARS - lyrics

{Outro}
Yeah, uh
They not ready for this shit man
Yeah, uh (Shout out TELE bruh)
Yeah, uh

{Verse}
I’m in the crib and you know I don’t lack
Might walk around with a stick on my sack
Call up your shawdy might hit from the back
Run me my money, I need me a stack

Beat up the pack, like it was a drum
I know what he plotting, that bum nigga dumb
Thinking out loud, what have I become
Her ass is round, it look like a plum

{Verse 2}
I’m in the cut and I’m zooted
Bad bitch, you know she get to moving
I’m with my niggas, you know we ain’t losing
Walk a nigga down, we get to looting

Uh, that nigga pussy he passive
I might just roll up a classic
I get to cashin'
She tryna suck on my dick and I’m pulling it out and it’s massive
{Pre-Chorus}
This some real ass shit
And I’m walkin round the city with a real ass bitch
And fishing for the money, i'mma reel that shit
And the bass always booming, you gon' feel dat shit

{Chorus}
These niggas thinking that I’m gonna break
Out of my mind, feel like Kеvin gates
Hit from the back and I'm digging her cakе
That boy a bitch, he be tryna fake

That nigga think he gon eat out my plate
Who the fuck is you? you made a mistake
That nigga jealous, I cannot relate
YOUNG DIMMADOME, sorry for the wait

{Outro}
Damn, Sorry, for the wait, uh
And I'm eating on some steak, uh (yeah)
And these niggas gonna hate (dayum)
Big dog call me Jake