FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key & FWC CashGang
FWC Big Key & CashGang Mike & BMorg392
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key &
FWC Big Key & Babyfxce E
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key & RealRichIzzo
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key & 392 Lil Head
FWC Big Key
FWC Big Key & FWC CashGang
[Intro]
(Getta Beats)
[Verse 1: FWC Big Key]
Nigga, fuck a GlockBoy, I want all fins (GBK)
See an opp, if you can't whack him, nigga, call in (Belt Gang)
Niggas tryna wonder what Key doin', I'm on all bread (Get it?)
That wasn't us if he ain't die, boy, we hit all heads
You can't take shit from a shark, nigga (At all), it's repercussions
Yeah, he took my nigga watch, but he paid with his cousin (Hah)
This rap shit gettin' weak, too many lame niggas buzzin'
The hoes that you don't think be the main bitches fuckin'
Man, I don't wanna get a Trackhawk (At all)
Smack the shit out of a nigga, yeah, he that soft (Nigga)
Turnt the K into a Drac', I took the back off
The bitch better know her place, it ain't no back-talk (Play your role, nigga)
[Verse 2: RealRichIzzo]
Everybody got a beef, my whole crew steppin' (Uh-huh)
I hate the 'Gram, everybody buyin' blue checks (Nigga)
We just fapped his brother down, he gettin' blew next (Brrt)
We don't brag on old work, we got new hats (Nigga)
Another opp just checked out (Hah), them niggas sick
Heard he grew up on the 7, but he died on the 6 (Nigga)
R.I.P. my nigga Mike, my baby died on a skit (R.I.P. MB)
He used to be GlockBoy 'til he died with his blick (Nigga)
I keep hearin' all these watch jokes (Uh-huh)
Quit playin' with me, that's the shit that he got dropped for (Nigga)
Park the car, jump out on him, that's how chops go (Jump out gang)
You wanna be Ms. JOG, you gotta drop loc' (Nigga)
Balloon release party, we pullin' up, where the Jeep at? (Uh-huh)
Fuck 32, bitch, we smokin' on this E pack
Caught a nigga ridin' fish bowl and pushed his seat back (Brrt)
Belt Gang, we be everywhere he sleep at
[Verse 3: 24Lik]
Boy, I done spanked more ass than a team player (Belt to ass)
All the opps keep dyin', they need a team prayer (Hah)
Niggas say they got my drop, I don't even care
Send me to Heaven with my Glock, too many opps in there
Ain't got life insurance, I advise you not to beef with us (Don't do that)
It's DOA or a nigga get they face bust (Yeah)
Headshot gang, nigga, I ain't gotta say much (At all)
They was trollin' on the 'Gram, now they can't say nothin' (Bitch)
Why? 'Cause it's E up in my 'Wood (Dead-ass nigga)
Boy, I wish a nigga would, they gon' find him in the woods
Yeah, I run with all smackers and them bank card crackers
I ain't gon' say lil' bro name, you know he a real clapper
Bitch, you know I ain't no rapper, I just talk shit on these beats
Why you lookin' for a striker, nigga? Better use your feet (Jump out gang)
I can't argue with no nigga who ain't got no R.I.P.s (Lame)
He ain't even got no opps, why the fuck you got a ski?
[Verse 4: MoMoney Moo]
Ayy, finna be rich, I'll never work a nine-to-five (Money)
Even if I ever go broke, I'll use my 9 to rob
Goofy nigga got a drop on me, his ass died slidin' (Brrt)
I got an opp that lost his eye, his ass dyin' blind
He don't need no ice, he won't survive with a kit
Bought a chain on the ninth, he got robbed on the tenth (Huh)
Push up on you and you through, boy, you dyin', no attempts
Brodie hit four in one day, my niggas slidin' like they drenched
[Verse 5: 392 Lil Head]
R.I.P. E, I ain't talkin' 'bout that dead nigga (R.I.P. sis)
I love Morg, lil' brodie hit a head with me (What up, Dirt?)
Just caught an opp with his pole, but he ran with it (Bitch ass)
Only thirties in the striker, I got Tez with me (What up, 30?)
All my opps get faceshots, man, I can't lie (Hahaha)
I got an opp who want payback for his fake eye (Nigga)
Ain't blow your pole for MB, then you can't slide (R.I.P. MB)
Can't get insurance on this jewelry 'cause it ain't mine (Shit was free)
Me and Izzo got the hoes bangin' "Turnt Up" (Haha)
We just slid past his crib, it got burnt up (That bitch burnt down)
Lik trippin' in the striker, threw a Perc' up (What the fuck?)
Finna cut my tether off and go and hurt somethin' (Fuck this tether)
Catch a hat, celebrate, where the hoes at? (Where the hoes?)
Strap got his chain took, where your pole at? (Your bitch ass)
Stop braggin' on your man's work, get your own hat (Nigga)
Ain't gon' diss baldie in this song, that's an old pack, nigga
FLAMED UP was written by FWC Big Key & RealRichIzzo & 24Lik & MoMoney Moo & 392 Lil Head.
FLAMED UP was produced by Getta Beats.
FWC Big Key released FLAMED UP on Thu May 04 2023.