Flavor (feat. Twoey Pronto)
Yeeee
(Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
I Got too much sauce uh I mean uh too much flavor
I'm smoking on now and later people next door hate they neighbors
I bet ya I wheeze a lil bit cause I only smoke pressure
I'm Flaming hot with the cheese I'm Chester in the lab creating shit like I'm Dexter
(Oooo) throw it up do the woah, (Oooo) balling like a pick and roll
I been balling since I was 4 running round streets in the 4
(Wait til I get my money right) diamonds gon look like Christmas lights
I got flavor this ain't Crystal Light everywhere I go got my pistol right
Super drippy with the swag, I could even do a mix and match
Off-White Jordan with the tag, I need a Money Don't Sleep Colab
They know 2 Doe got the juice, white coupe with cheesecake roof
Push one button make it poof, Million Dollar Johnny blowing like a nuke
(Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
I got one Glock with the 50 drum and that bitch sing like Selena Bidi Bidi Bom
I walk down on em I'm friendly I dare the boy to fucking play with me
Yea I put em right on the scoreboard tore my city up tryna kill that boy
Hell yea a young nigga making noise my car go roar she can feel that noise
I got a badd bitch with a fat peach yea she love my taste I'm saucy
I put my dip in her cheeks, freak nasty she gon do the dip
I give her that flavor I'm in her mouth like a straw she drank the boy like some milk
I put my tadpoles right on her lip she play with me just like some slime
Uh yea, I got the drip. Uh yea, I got the sauce
Uh yea, I got the flavor 2 Doe and Twoey go crazy baby
We make that internet money off music Life's too easy to be lazy baby
Can't stop won't stop getting that money if you can't make a bet can't hang around me yeee
(Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
(Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
I Got too much sauce uh I mean uh too much flavor
I'm smoking on now and later people next door hate they neighbors
I bet ya I wheeze a lil bit cause I only smoke pressure
I'm Flaming hot with the cheese I'm Chester in the lab creating shit like I'm Dexter
(Oooo) throw it up do the woah, (Oooo) balling like a pick and roll
I been balling since I was 4 running round streets in the 4
(Wait til I get my money right) diamonds gon look like Christmas lights
I got flavor this ain't Crystal Light everywhere I go got my pistol right
Super drippy with the swag, I could even do a mix and match
Off-White Jordan with the tag, I need a Money Don't Sleep Colab
They know 2 Doe got the juice, white coupe with cheesecake roof
Push one button make it poof, Million Dollar Johnny blowing like a nuke
(Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
I got one Glock with the 50 drum and that bitch sing like Selena Bidi Bidi Bom
I walk down on em I'm friendly I dare the boy to fucking play with me
Yea I put em right on the scoreboard tore my city up tryna kill that boy
Hell yea a young nigga making noise my car go roar she can feel that noise
I got a badd bitch with a fat peach yea she love my taste I'm saucy
I put my dip in her cheeks, freak nasty she gon do the dip
I give her that flavor I'm in her mouth like a straw she drank the boy like some milk
I put my tadpoles right on her lip she play with me just like some slime
Uh yea, I got the drip. Uh yea, I got the sauce
Uh yea, I got the flavor 2 Doe and Twoey go crazy baby
We make that internet money off music Life's too easy to be lazy baby
Can't stop won't stop getting that money if you can't make a bet can't hang around me yeee
(Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Oooo, oooo) I Got Flavor know he tryna steal my drip
(Oooo, oooo) You's a hater why you all on my tip?
(Oooo) Killing shit know they can't stand it (Yeee) everywhere I go do damage (Yeee) I Think I'm from another planet (Yeee) that's too much sauce for you to manage
Credits
Writer(s): Johnny Earl Colvin
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