Flames Part II

[Verse 1: J4yDiZz1e]

J4yDiZz1e gets to rocking with the realest, Me and Dino get to kill it kill it kill it

Flames part 2 know we bout to drill it, In the kitchen making milli milli millions

Stacking money to the ceiling wanna live it, I am godly motherfucker don't forget it

Niggas always want my shoes but can not fill it, Heat is drastic and these niggas they can feel it

Slow down like whoa now, Cause these niggas thinking they can fuck with the best

I want 800 million on my chest, These niggas should know I'm better than the rest

Up on a track and I'm playing the Ref, Making sure that all this shit is in check

Niggas and Bitches they want you for checks, I'mma show them I am find do not check

It ain't fake boy it's lavish, Your chain's made of plastic

Your watch boy it's fabric, You is nothing boy you average

Swishing money like the mavericks, But I am not fucking with Dallas

Even though I always go there I'm Bulls fan like a savage

Yeah, Jimmy Butler with the 3, Nobody fucks with me

It's alright cause they will see

Yeah yeah, Young nigga going up, Got a girl who loves to fuck

She tsunami that's what's up

Rappers now a days basic, Many numbers like the Matrix

Got a belt probably faked it, NizzMey got the tapes bitch

RaiThaGe got the sauce, Dine'ro here ya'll lost

Gold Vest like the boss, Watch got one mode Frost

Wipe me down Boosie, All you Pussy niggas losing

Where the hell is L Cooli, That nigga doing movies

And he can show ya ass some clips, Bitches love the way I drip

Gabby still on my dick

[Verse 2: Dine'ro]

Bitch I'm in it for the kill, Fuck around and get shpeeled

I make hundred dollar bills, Pulling up in a Phantom

Pulling bitches outta random, Disappear like Randal

Walk in with Gucci Sandals, I'mma fly off the handle

H on me no Honda, Bad bitch like Ronda

Oh I just hit the lotto, GBE Like I was Capo

All your bitches infidelity, Can't touch me higher pedigree

Erode you down, Weathering

Shooter mowed you down for Meddling

MJ I got 6 rings, Shooting squad we got 6 beams

I ain't spitting on the damn thing, Real bars you ain't handling

Reverse OG Maco my nigga you can not handle me

A-Listerr what's good nigga

[J4yDiZz1e]
You ain't really from the hood nigga

Actually I kinda like you, Sike nigga I despise you

Emperor, Emperor, Emperor, Pussy nigga named James

Get big little nigga, You ain't got no fans

You ain't got no mans, A-Listerr ain't yo god damn friend