Flames lyrics - Cam Meekins

Man I ain't quittin' hella puffin on a nice blunt.

Yo girl sittin' I ain't trippin' I don't like one

If she don't got class homie what you bring her for?

I got the nice hooks, what you need a singer for?

Ha ha ha my flows hotter than Singapore

And I got single hoes

They down to mingle yo

They hit us up on twitter

Hit her I ain't with her though

I keep em chillin run the game like a pick and roll

Man I'm stickin and getting lyrical vision

My flow is nuclear vision

I'm stayin higher than pigeons

And u can not invision

It's two we can not miss it

I'm walkin up in the sky

And payin heaven a visit

I gots to be tine man

Higher than peter pan

And I be ditchin class

Fuck the seatin plan

I'm out I can't listen to your rules no more

And I'm boot to stay spittin

I don't lose no more

I just cruise through the rules the cruise is not new

I wear an eleven my shoes is brand new

I'm not starin at heaven cause the sky ain't the limit

That's just wear I be at right new so pay a visit