[Lyric] No Love For The WiKKed (Flmmboiint Frdii)

[Intro: Spark Master Tape]
Cocaine, its been 99 dayz movin' drugs in the uber don't tip (don't even start that shit)
I been in the coupe with the k, keep tweetin' till you snitches go missin'

[Chorus: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii]
She didn't wanna, she didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out on the street yeah
No Love For The WiKKed, just money and guns in the back of my Jeep

[Verse 1: Spark Master Tape]
Im at the club, cross-eyed with a bitch, ass nice
Even better cus I get to see that thikk ass twice
She drunk as hell but she sippin' on that Smirnoff Ice
She basically naked for all them Instagram likes (uhhhhhh)

[Inaudible DJ charlie chops: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii & Spark Master Tape]
She didn't want likes cause we fukk her? (like, like)
Want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)
She didn't want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)
Want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)

Likes, ayy, she didn't wanna (ooh)
Yaaa
[Chorus: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii]
She didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out on the street yeah
No Love For The WiKKed, just money and guns in the back of my Jeep

[Verse 2: Spark Master tape]
Ayy, order bottles, do the dash on the bills
Metal flask, light the gas in your grill
I gotta ask just to ask hoe be real, how them shots in your ass really feel?
You fukk around, you gettin' shot on the real
Out here with Charlie and the squad in the build
I finna level up boy, I need a kill
9 to 7 I be leanin' with a drill

[Inaudible DJ charlie chops: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii & Spark Master Tape]
?Want likes cause we fukk her? (like, like)
Want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)
She didn't want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)
Want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)

[Chorus: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii]
She didn't wanna, she didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out on the street yeah
No Love For The WiKKed, just money and guns in the back of my Jeep

[Verse 3: Spark Master Tape]
Yuhh, trick still happy from tomorrow
Just wokke up in a stolen old Chevy Tahoe
Holding bottles that I bottom, must have thought I needed more
See I'm stoppin' just to shop but now I rob the liquor store
Ayy, and R I P Lil Peep
But I still got the xan by the key
Ayy, with the burner in the sleeve
Ain't no cops, body bags for the Gs
[Inaudible DJ charlie chops: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii & Spark Master Tape]
?She didn't want likes cause we fukk her? (like, like)
Want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)
She didn't want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)
Want likes cause we fukk her (like, like)

Likes, ayy, she didn't wanna (ooh)

[Chorus: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii]
She didn't wanna, she didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out on the street yeah
No Love For The WiKKed, just money and guns in the back of my Jeep

[Outro: FLMMBOiiNT FRDii]
This bitch ain't left my crib, I told that hoe to dip
Bitch ain't left my crib, I told that hoe to dip

Paper platoon

She didn't - she didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out (I kicked that bitch)
She didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out
She didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out (I kicked that bitch, bitch out)
She didn't wanna leave the crib so I kicked that bitch out on the street