Flewed Out Lyrics - Kodie Shane

[Intro] 

Damn, this beat so hard 

Flewed out 

[Verse 1: Kodie Shane] 

I'ma play it at night, girls ringin' my phone 

I can't sleep at night, 'cause I don't like to sleep alone 

When I was high, think I sat down, I had a real talk with my demons 

She's a real bitch, you know why? 

'Cause she told me she don't really need me 

I pour that shit in my Fanta 

I was runnin' through Atlanta 

I can't trust her she a dancer 

I can't trust [?] a scammer 

[?] don't got no manners 

Don't give a fuck where your man is 

Don't wanna pose for no cameras 

And I flew that bitch out like I planned it 

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[Chorus: Kodie Shane] 

Bad lil bitch got flewed out 

I just took another one I'm on the moon now 

Diamonds on me wet like a pool now 

Way too hot, gotta cool down 

She a bad little bitch got flewed out, hey 

She a bad little bitch got flewed out, hey 

Bad lil bitch got flewed out 

I just took another one I'm on the moon now, yeah 

Way too hot, gotta cool down 

Flewed out, hey 

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[Verse 2: Kevin Gates] 

Lied to myself again, would you believe 

Said I was only fuckin with the weed 

But I'm gettin' playa numbers on the keys 

And they [?] payin' 40 for a beat 

That nigga dope but [?] 

I point at the platinum blonde color tree 

Ain't with the touchin' I'ma go to squeezin' 

Don't like the [?] I'ma go to bleachin' 

Racks in my pants [?] left with a scratch 

Called a gang of hoes, [?] 

Text from your ex, sent me the at 

[?], served like a match 

[?] like tennis 

On the internet, quick metaphor, men back and forth 

Basketball pressure quarter like fourth 

Hotel [?] outside the door 

Please leave your phone so you can't record 

Not that I don't trust you shit so disgusting when you disgruntle 

[?] informal when you get bored 

Pull your hair, fuckin' til you get sore 

[?] Spanish,