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Flare
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flare adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Damn tarafından 23 Şubat 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıDiscettes
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Çıkış Tarihi23 Şubat 2026
FirmaDamn
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM103

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Sherwood
James Sherwood
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Sherwood
James Sherwood
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Sherwood
James Sherwood
Engineer

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Flares flares im not shoot bullets tonight just flares flares the snot poop loogys and the goodnights to the posers dozers and losers just flares
Flares flares im not shoot bullets tonight just flares flares the snot poop loogys and the goodnights to the posers dozers and losers just flares
I was blazin up in the zone all alone looked across the street seen a giant fireball damn its the middle of the
Night and people blazin up flares it repeats stairs care bears and all those crazy hairs on the pussy tom got a
Ding dong on ya door too you might as well go sniff some glue hairs blue so who are you but im still marrs to
The wife with the night dark out you better stay inside all day and outside all night dares and double dare i aint
The one that aint gonna care just glare the flare go away and grab a real stair grab called a method just like
Method man with the canopener cuttin you up into pieces speacies in the toilet shoes all wet from the snow
Damn guns cocked and locked just like a safety from football balled out and balled the balls got my nerve up
And banged a back tail with the falls and fails ailss i chug it lines im railin them all up yours and mine 1 line at
A time one dime smoked at a time lyin down with ya girl starin at my pearls on her face 1 times chasin me
Around the core of the downtown crowns snapped and half and thrown on the ground i lost my temper and
Smashed the thrown till it tipped up sideways snails about to bail
Flares flares im not shoot bullets tonight just flares flares the snot poop loogys and the goodnights to the posers
dozers and losers just flares
Flares flares im not shoot bullets tonight just flares flares the snot poop loogys and the goodnights to the posers
dozers and losers just flares
Last night was last night now its tonight the big night the dark night batmans the man that never gave up your
Girls the girl that you never fucked your smacks weak your bars are sick doesnt match dosent hatch like 12 raps
On ya records decords on your case with a man with the vase was ya earn and i turned it into a flower pot you
Lost ya missin wallet its in my pocket your watch on my wrist you glock doesnt even spit what the fuck is this
Shit i might as well load my clip and clip you right off ya feet onto the ground pound ya down to the ground
Coffees steamin im asleep dreamin ya cant see me im a damn where ya from around town gets me a big talk
With a baby girls ...etc whores sluts prostitutes i aint gonna fuck unless its in her but imma grab them boobs
Squirt a bit then go to the news and tell em im that dude with the nude girl in my pocket launched a rocket
Flares flares im not shoot bullets tonight just flares flares the snot poop loogys and the goodnights to the posers
dozers and losers just flares
Flares flares im not shoot bullets tonight just flares flares the snot poop loogys and the goodnights to the posers
dozers and losers just flares
Two days ago im was blue in the balls green in the face i fell asleep at the party and woke up with a big sticked
Stucked to my face blazed up to the face drove far loads cum from a swollen penis not a smack rabbit grabit
When ya walkin by gave him a pet on the head put him into heaven afterwords i went to the 7/11 24/7 my name
Aint devin its james the flames equals flamin james nittow with the seacoat warm and dry eat yo cheetos damn
Wheetexes the state solid the date oiled up with some lube like that dude in the crib with crips floodin the house
Dirty as a radio light like a feather hungry like lloyd double 10 deep but not together goin straight at eachother
Smokin a nickle in a big circle crippled nipples hairy pitbulls married lips full of cops gettin lipped right the
Fuck off forgin signature rappin too loud crappin too hard laughin so are damn smokin crackin smackin rocks
Into that pipe with the bubble math added up jail time rail lines smoke sum in the pipe and go out to fight the
Station fight the nation fight the abc's with an xyz zip being passed by the dealer buy the stuff in lexus just
Those eazy e songs no eazy a words for me just eazy e's the shit
Written by: James Sherwood
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