Flawless
Call me a volcano, you know I spit the lava
Tell 'em not to ask about the beat before my java
I'm a sleepy future papa with a blunt approach
Pop a little wordplay' I heard that he could papa roach
I was out in Mexico' chilling at my last resort
Never seen a Western bartender with a faster pour
Homie had me stepping like it's eight drinks after four
Talking out the roof your mouth' buddy you gon' catch the floor
Mister young posing-for-the-photo
Whiter than a husky that's been rolled up in risotto
Accustomed to the smoke like I'm ignoring that Kyoto
Lost in every wave 'cause I'm the worst at water polo
They say that I can be a little jerk without a pen
They should follow me to work, I want my tire slashed again
Flashing them pearly whites, I'm proud about my dental
Send a gentleman to court if he be fucking with my rental
Carting with wifey' got shells in my eyes
Like it's Barton my car hit the road 'til demise
I'm thrifty and wise, we gon' sell every line
Just dealing with rhymes, I'm a hell of a guy
Got the pieces of the puzzle for my hustle figured out
I'ma get into some trouble' tryna double up my clout
Maybe find myself a tussle if they muscle looking modest
If I muddle up my face, how I'm supposed to stay the hottest?
I'm flawless
Tell the top dog Suck-It, I'm a young Dave Wallace (Yuh)
Ain't no middle man shit, now my money be the tallest (Woah)
This that wild wild west, at my best I be lawless
Watch a young man roll up on a Subway and you know I got demands
Better double up those sauces, put that lettuce in my hands
I don't care about no artist, I'm departing with my food
I'm a very busy patron, I'm a very hungry dude
I got various amenities that I don't like to share
I be faster than amphetamines with crumbs up in my hair
I be slinging instrumentals, G, if anybody cares
I'm a small business owner and I really do declare
I need tax cuts, I'm kicking rocks
Like fat bums, no mix-a-lot
No bad rum but I sip Ciroc
Y'all still blow, no pistol pop
Trill so I get the guap
Y'all fill roles, I'm still the top
Got ill soles like Nike shop
No spit roast, I'm mighty hot
Flawless
Tell the top dog Suck-It, I'm a young Dave Wallace (Yuh)
Ain't no middle man shit, now my money be the tallest (Woah)
This that wild wild west, at my best I be lawless
Flawless
Tell the top dog Suck-It, I'm a young Dave Wallace (Yuh)
Ain't no middle man shit, now my money be the tallest (Woah)
This that wild wild west, at my best I be lawless
Tell 'em not to ask about the beat before my java
I'm a sleepy future papa with a blunt approach
Pop a little wordplay' I heard that he could papa roach
I was out in Mexico' chilling at my last resort
Never seen a Western bartender with a faster pour
Homie had me stepping like it's eight drinks after four
Talking out the roof your mouth' buddy you gon' catch the floor
Mister young posing-for-the-photo
Whiter than a husky that's been rolled up in risotto
Accustomed to the smoke like I'm ignoring that Kyoto
Lost in every wave 'cause I'm the worst at water polo
They say that I can be a little jerk without a pen
They should follow me to work, I want my tire slashed again
Flashing them pearly whites, I'm proud about my dental
Send a gentleman to court if he be fucking with my rental
Carting with wifey' got shells in my eyes
Like it's Barton my car hit the road 'til demise
I'm thrifty and wise, we gon' sell every line
Just dealing with rhymes, I'm a hell of a guy
Got the pieces of the puzzle for my hustle figured out
I'ma get into some trouble' tryna double up my clout
Maybe find myself a tussle if they muscle looking modest
If I muddle up my face, how I'm supposed to stay the hottest?
I'm flawless
Tell the top dog Suck-It, I'm a young Dave Wallace (Yuh)
Ain't no middle man shit, now my money be the tallest (Woah)
This that wild wild west, at my best I be lawless
Watch a young man roll up on a Subway and you know I got demands
Better double up those sauces, put that lettuce in my hands
I don't care about no artist, I'm departing with my food
I'm a very busy patron, I'm a very hungry dude
I got various amenities that I don't like to share
I be faster than amphetamines with crumbs up in my hair
I be slinging instrumentals, G, if anybody cares
I'm a small business owner and I really do declare
I need tax cuts, I'm kicking rocks
Like fat bums, no mix-a-lot
No bad rum but I sip Ciroc
Y'all still blow, no pistol pop
Trill so I get the guap
Y'all fill roles, I'm still the top
Got ill soles like Nike shop
No spit roast, I'm mighty hot
Flawless
Tell the top dog Suck-It, I'm a young Dave Wallace (Yuh)
Ain't no middle man shit, now my money be the tallest (Woah)
This that wild wild west, at my best I be lawless
Flawless
Tell the top dog Suck-It, I'm a young Dave Wallace (Yuh)
Ain't no middle man shit, now my money be the tallest (Woah)
This that wild wild west, at my best I be lawless
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Writer(s): Brody Weld
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