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Performed By: FLEAU
Language: English
Length: 5:13
Written by: Robert Buckley
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FLEAU - IK Lyrics
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I puff, I got that gas in my lung
I got the grass in my blunt
I'm up, all of you niggas are slumpt
I get to do what I want
I shut down anyone who act tough
Nigga you just ain't the one
My cup filled with the purp make me slump
Needa restart needa jump
I go home with naughty hoes
Play games like Atari yo
I'm so, never sorry hoe
Eat my balls, Agar.io
Real slow, see how far we go
Pipe her down like Mario
My bro, got coins lots of dough
Now we sell out lots of shows, I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know, I know, I know
I just popped a tab and now I'm geekin', flyin' don't know where to land
The birds are singin' melodies, I'm hikin' with a blunt in my hand
I'm 'bouta slide to Pickle, pick your bitch up whip to Shenan's
Make her strip dance, fly her to France tomorrow
Then get with a new bitch, she ain't got a chance
That molly fusing into my veins, that shit cut up with meth
My heart-rate stay on top, accelerating, I got no time for breath
I'm smoking everyday again, my lungs are busted yet I feel no stress
I'mma f*ck you up in chess while faded then f*ck on your bitch in the back of the 'Vette
She wearin' Vetements, then she pop her vitamins, now she suckin' this dick
She wanna take a pic, but I ain't about that, kick her ass outta the crib
Just kiddin', I love all my bitches
We posin' we postin', I'm smokin' a J while we kiss
I'mma FLEAU Claire on this shit, bumpin' Cousin Stizz off a L.S.D. hits
Yeah time is being wasted, all yo shit is copy paste
That bong I'm facing, gettin' gainz
I'm paper chasin', cuttin' lanes
I still be spacin' when I think about her, yeah she never had good taste
But she be livin' in my thoughts even though she long gone
Haven't seen her face since the day that I gave in
You wasn't there when I was young so you can't walk with me
I can't even feel my face, it feel like falling asleep
I keep on goin; now, can't go out bad, can't let me see
I picked you up, I had yo back but you ain't f*ck with me
I'm hearin' voices in my head, that shit be make belief
Be paranoid, I'm lookin' 'round like yeah I made this shit
I'm takin' trips out to Japan, can't f*ck no basic bitch
She want Prada, she want Fendi, she want all that shit
If you want smoke, bitch let's run it, yeah let's get it in
I'm rockin' different shit, my hoes rockin' Vetements
Mahlik' gon' shoot that shit, he gon' shoot like veteran
You can't be on this side, yeah 'cause we the better man
Top of this game, yeah no I cannot get it chopped
Strike like a scorpion, but we gon' rollie, nonstop
Makin' A-lists, check it twice and I'm still top
All these niggas like my sons, but it's Benny I adopt
Bitties on my line 'cause they see that I am next, next
Steady goin' up, yuh, nigga what you expect
See that I am winnin', bet them past boys depressed
Roman numbers on my body, VVS off XX
I go All Star, take your bitch to Smash Mouth uh
I go rock a show, hit the stage and they shout, huh
Bottle after bottle, no we cannot see a drought, huh
Akin wear on me, with this track you gotta bounce, uh
This track you gotta bounce, uh
This track you gotta bounce, uh
F*cked up, I'm like how much can I fit up in this blunt
Keep it tucked, I hit double-o with duffels in the trunk
She wasn't with it back then, now she tryna say what's up
I'm like baby what you thought just 'cause we f*ck, we was in love?
No love when I touchdown
F-L-E-A-U, might have to put it on a bust down
Now I got the blue and all a sudden she in love now
There's no me and you, like she's just tryna f*ck now
There's no me and you, girl I'm only here for one night
Take another molly to the face and I go dumb like
I might see the stars in the Wraith more than sunlight
I might have to buy another safe and get my funds right yeah
Get my funds, her Balenciaga up, she Balenciaga down
I'm in the Trackhawk huh, 150 for the round, yeah
Girl I can't hear nothin' 'cause my weed just way too loud, uh
I've been 'bout that money since my feet done hit the ground aye
I been 'bout that money, what you thought this shit was sweet?
On my Lazer Dim shit, I thought fine shit wanted me
I put 5% tint all on my whip, it's hard to see
If you catch me at the scene just know you gotta pay the fee, huh
How much is you doin' for a band?
'Cause I think some my dogs just might be down to catch a kill
Huh, huh
How I'm gonna make you understand?
That I don't really be doing none of this shit for real
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
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English

I puff, I got that gas in my lung
I got the grass in my blunt
I'm up, all of you niggas are slumpt
I get to do what I want
I shut down anyone who act tough
Nigga you just ain't the one
My cup filled with the purp make me slump
Needa restart needa jump
I go home with naughty hoes
Play games like Atari yo
I'm so, never sorry hoe
Eat my balls, Agar.io
Real slow, see how far we go
Pipe her down like Mario
My bro, got coins lots of dough
Now we sell out lots of shows, I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know
I know, I know, I know
I just popped a tab and now I'm geekin', flyin' don't know where to land
The birds are singin' melodies, I'm hikin' with a blunt in my hand
I'm 'bouta slide to Pickle, pick your bitch up whip to Shenan's
Make her strip dance, fly her to France tomorrow
Then get with a new bitch, she ain't got a chance
That molly fusing into my veins, that shit cut up with meth
My heart-rate stay on top, accelerating, I got no time for breath
I'm smoking everyday again, my lungs are busted yet I feel no stress
I'mma f*ck you up in chess while faded then f*ck on your bitch in the back of the 'Vette
She wearin' Vetements, then she pop her vitamins, now she suckin' this dick
She wanna take a pic, but I ain't about that, kick her ass outta the crib
Just kiddin', I love all my bitches
We posin' we postin', I'm smokin' a J while we kiss
I'mma FLEAU Claire on this shit, bumpin' Cousin Stizz off a L.S.D. hits
Yeah time is being wasted, all yo shit is copy paste
That bong I'm facing, gettin' gainz
I'm paper chasin', cuttin' lanes
I still be spacin' when I think about her, yeah she never had good taste
But she be livin' in my thoughts even though she long gone
Haven't seen her face since the day that I gave in
You wasn't there when I was young so you can't walk with me
I can't even feel my face, it feel like falling asleep
I keep on goin; now, can't go out bad, can't let me see
I picked you up, I had yo back but you ain't f*ck with me
I'm hearin' voices in my head, that shit be make belief
Be paranoid, I'm lookin' 'round like yeah I made this shit
I'm takin' trips out to Japan, can't f*ck no basic bitch
She want Prada, she want Fendi, she want all that shit
If you want smoke, bitch let's run it, yeah let's get it in
I'm rockin' different shit, my hoes rockin' Vetements
Mahlik' gon' shoot that shit, he gon' shoot like veteran
You can't be on this side, yeah 'cause we the better man
Top of this game, yeah no I cannot get it chopped
Strike like a scorpion, but we gon' rollie, nonstop
Makin' A-lists, check it twice and I'm still top
All these niggas like my sons, but it's Benny I adopt
Bitties on my line 'cause they see that I am next, next
Steady goin' up, yuh, nigga what you expect
See that I am winnin', bet them past boys depressed
Roman numbers on my body, VVS off XX
I go All Star, take your bitch to Smash Mouth uh
I go rock a show, hit the stage and they shout, huh
Bottle after bottle, no we cannot see a drought, huh
Akin wear on me, with this track you gotta bounce, uh
This track you gotta bounce, uh
This track you gotta bounce, uh
F*cked up, I'm like how much can I fit up in this blunt
Keep it tucked, I hit double-o with duffels in the trunk
She wasn't with it back then, now she tryna say what's up
I'm like baby what you thought just 'cause we f*ck, we was in love?
No love when I touchdown
F-L-E-A-U, might have to put it on a bust down
Now I got the blue and all a sudden she in love now
There's no me and you, like she's just tryna f*ck now
There's no me and you, girl I'm only here for one night
Take another molly to the face and I go dumb like
I might see the stars in the Wraith more than sunlight
I might have to buy another safe and get my funds right yeah
Get my funds, her Balenciaga up, she Balenciaga down
I'm in the Trackhawk huh, 150 for the round, yeah
Girl I can't hear nothin' 'cause my weed just way too loud, uh
I've been 'bout that money since my feet done hit the ground aye
I been 'bout that money, what you thought this shit was sweet?
On my Lazer Dim shit, I thought fine shit wanted me
I put 5% tint all on my whip, it's hard to see
If you catch me at the scene just know you gotta pay the fee, huh
How much is you doin' for a band?
'Cause I think some my dogs just might be down to catch a kill
Huh, huh
How I'm gonna make you understand?
That I don't really be doing none of this shit for real
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
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Writer: Robert Buckley
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