fLA$H (part. KHEA)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (uoh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Pumping on the track

More than two, I don’t think twice
Fast boy like a Benz
I define it like a Benz
Want fame? I’ll sell it to you
It comes easy, no effort
I learned that from the start
That girl says: Pick up the phone
And I’m still feeling broke inside
100k sorrows on my chain (chain)
Don’t talk to me about racing
If I want, I can quit the game
I’ll win it again, we’re still blessed
Come, rescue me like Drake said
Get me out of the trap, the club, and this fame (fame)
Weird lights, masks in the room (yeah)
I can’t even feel my face (yeah), she climbs up and scales
They want to reach this place thinking there’s caviar
Ain’t nothing special, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sunglasses in the club, nothing dims my light, I got the glow
Who are you? Just another uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh
A Jesus chain and a medal that can’t buy the flush
Who are you? Just another uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh

Eh, I can’t believe it (-er)
There’s nothing more to do (-cer)
We never lost faith (faith)
Down on their knees without praying
While she’s giving me head
For the crown that weighs
All this shit stresses me out, pff

Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh (ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh (uoh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh

Bengal tigers, wallah-wallah-wallah (rrh)
Roses and a pistol (yeah), shrimp and crayfish (yeah)
I got the fame, the glamour, over a thousand kids not from the opus
I’m Mitsuruggy in the light, coast in platoon, you’re a cartoon
Bitch wants fame, money, power, and status
Chillin', I think about that while I light up another backwood
I’ve left my mark, my tattoos will tell the tale
Michelin, the star, they’re just fast food
Bitch wants fame, money, power, and status
We’re way up, as high as an airbus
My people on the street say: When’s the new album?
And I’m teaching classes without needing a campus

Eh (yeah), I can’t believe it
There’s nothing more to do (-cer)
We never lost faith (no!)
Down on their knees without praying
While she’s giving me head
For the crown that weighs
All this shit stresses me out, pff

Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uoh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh (ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh (uoh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uoh-oh-oh-oh