AMG SS - Flaw Lyrics

This nigga been flaw
He was fake from the beginning
He played up under me like that great damn Christian
That's a good ol boy right there
Oh yea he had me fooled
Caught me slipping in my feelings
Now I gotta use that tool
Had that pussy nigga slidin with me
Man f*ck
Had that f*ck nigga ridin with me
Got Damn
I Can't I believe trust this man
But it's my fault
So I blame myself
When I'm done with his ass he gone take his last breath
From Putting bread up in yo pocket
Getting hoes for you to plug
Sliding thru the back door of these motherf*cking clubs
Just so you can get out here and show me no love
But it's to late
So it's Best you keep yo f*cking love
Cuz I want all the smoke
That's play off my boy bane work
Catch you out traffic
Ima let cho ass have it
Run off 50 f*cking rounds
Make it disappear like magic
And I don't miss nigga swish
But when you was on your dick
I Slid to your momma crib
Explained this good lick
I ain't have to put you in that shit
But it's ok I did it
Cuz at the time you was dog
I ain't think I would regret it
15 bands in your pocket just for you to do nothing bitch
Slid of the did the job
And we ain't even have to touch them sticks
Made it back and gave you yo quick f*cking 50 split
Cuz that's what real niggas do
Taking food off my plate
Awww naw that's not gone happen
So it's checkmate my nigga
Make ya move
And stop that cappin
I want what's mine
You wanted nothing but shine
But ima give ya what ya want
Put ya ass on bay news 9
Fame over nigga
Game over nigga
Man this boy here got me mad as f*ck
Fame Over
Gang
Fukuthought
Amg
Ss