Flakey
[Hook: FM SNÖ & Young Prosper]
Two raw papers
Can somebody get a backwoods?
Who tryna hit this?
Better throw in for the match cuhh

[Verse: FM SNÖ]
Why u always gotta treat me like I’m ground beef?
Why u always gotta use me?
Pop me
Like Aleve?
Imma just start
Straight chargin’ a fee
Take the DXM to stomach
Feel less reasons to do something

Man they too naive
To perceive how it really fuckin’ be
I’ll just flow the Tap
Ain’t no buying back
Once you turn your back
Yo you heading down your own path flaky
Just another roach in the ash…
[Verse: Young Prosper]
Two raw papers
Can somebody get the Grabba? (gotchu)
You always wanna take
But you don’t give
A damn, no
Two raw papers
Mix the J
Shaded grape
Flavored haze
In the paper
Make it blaze
Different flavors
Nice to taste

[Hook: FM SNÖ & Young Prosper]
Two raw papers
Can somebody get a backwoods?
Who tryna hit this?
Better throw in for the match cuhh

[Verse: FM SNÖ]
I’m just tryna wake up
Feel like moving
Again
I’m just tryna bust outside the strife
Get life
Float like snow
That white smoke tight
When the backwoods rip
You don’t give up
You just bandage that shit up
With some raw papers


Quick moving the stash
With the fat pack
Rummage through the ash
Tryna find a quick match

Girl you bring my demons back
Got to go
Don’t wanna see ya
No more

Flaky

[Outro: FM SNÖ]
What’s the chances you’ll be coming back
Can you bring my pack?
Help me have a heart attack