FLAMETHROWER Chris King (Ft. Khalil & Maxo Kream)

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RJ on the beat, mama do that shit

[Chorus: Chris King]
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it
All a that money we burn it
Roll up that fire and burn it
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it
All a that money we burn it
You want respect you gotta earn it
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it
All a that money we burn it
Roll up that fire and burn it
Burn it, burn it, burn it, burn it
All a that money we burn it
You want respect you gotta earn it

[Verse 1: Chris King]
Taught you niggas till I heard the choppas blazing
Through the death inside my furnace quicker
Ammunition tearing in my furniture
Hit em and then she fall backwards
I got a man twisted
Said she freaky for King if I know she gon lick it
I cover that lean and I cover that liquor
I’m on Instagram like what’s up with these niggas
Bustin down their way for a couple a bitches
We do anything for a double trap, aye
Then I go to nigga I had to double back, aye
Two bad bitches gotta huddle up, aye
And if they rush me it’s all black on the play
Duty [?] smoke it can shatter shell cases
Niggas move out like a pimp and a racing
Look in the mirror like I gotta pay
Angie went in right after Rockay