Flewed Out

[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

[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

[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,