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Flatline
3
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flatline was released on July 4, 2020 by 781190 Records DK as a part of the album The Nomonation
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Release DateJuly 4, 2020
Label781190 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TS Stride
TS Stride
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yea I'm that **** till the day that I flatline
Put a stack on my wrist cause it's that time
No I ain't got no pets when I see her I check always make sure that cat fine
Can't keep a little no I need a lot
Tired of that corner but not beating the block
Beating that pussy she never say stop
Then We do it again after I count up the guap
I been that ****
I Been flipping figures
You playing them games we playing wit triggers
Don't hang wit randoms my **** is killers
And Fuck all that drama we get to the skrilla
Don't talk to me unless you talk bout a bag
Money on my mind same thing on my rag
Hang wit the gang no we don't need no flags
**** talking like bitches you sound like the feds
You know I stay rolling yea just like a wheel
Spent hella days tryna get me a meal
I aint shaking no hands we ain't making no deal
And I gave up on them feelings so it's fuck how you feel
Bitch I'm from Baltimore west side where I be
Zone 17, you cant get shit for free
You smoke outta ounces we smoke out the P
And if you want it just call and cop it from me
Yea I'm that **** till the day that I flatline
Put a stack on my wrist cause it's that time
No I ain't got no pets when I see her I check always make sure that cat fine
Can't keep a little no I need a lot
Tired of that corner but not beating the block
Beating that pussy she never say stop
Then We do it again after I count up the guap
I feel like a truck the way I burn so much diesel
Don't hang wit no rats or it's pop goes the weasel
Do what I please give a fuck if it's legal
Only fucking wit shorty if it's bald like a eagle
Stay on my grind no I ain't got the time
**** do shit in the dark just to make they self shine
Pussy **** bluffing don't know why they lying
And you wonder why them bluffing ass **** be dying
I got that work
38 in the shirt
Wake up in the morning and pop me a perk
Shit getting real a **** trying not to Kirk
Every time I turn around another bro in the dirt
Man that shit hurt but I gotta reload it
The way my words flow imma trap poet
Got my foot in the door naww I can't sugar coat it
Don't fuck wit most **** and I think that they know it
Written by: TS Stride
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