Flavor

Wake up ain't no coffee beans smell the flavor
Base bump like the fourty-orty' that's a great thump
Stay drunk with a clean fit and a shape up
Chase what I feel wavy baby plus this Henny told me niggas staring like it's up then
Boy wassup then sense my temperature would get him fried so he said fuck it
You grown right (mmhm) let's fucc then
Smoke some blunts and fuck again then get some food I guess I'm saying baby is you Staying with me (baby)
I know that coon is drenched so why u playin' with me (splash, splash, splash)
She was with it so we did twelve the latest to leave
Yea I can't dance but I make bands got no tats just mad racks and mad scats
Bitch It's fresh I Don't wanna talk I don't wanna text
I'll respond to my favorite jawn have her send a thread
From the F where we like to slide we don't like to step
Bullets zombified gotta die pussy fraud fucker
And I'm really getting of tired of it
Say you getting to that bag There you go lying again
I gotta make a move When all these packages send
Life be on my dick can I be happy again
Can I be happy again

I rock Ralph Lauren and Burberry London but my gun is Russian
Car from Europe that mean if I floor it that's some foreign horses
Call three baddies nasty have a four-some put pint in they organs
Call me daddy they act like they orphans kill it now there corpses
I be sponging when the money coming I sit and Absorb it I'm all for it money call I'm goin' You are not important
No informant search for Ben frank like I gotta warrant
Jordan's boring I like certain foreigns most my clothes imported (Fresh)
Imma dollar monster I could show u how to Flip the powder
Wizard Harry potter Bands like Speaker Knockers
Went to school with a handheld chopper in my baby locker
It's a problem Rob you and your partner In the field like farmers
Ben Franklin barbarian more paper then librarians
Baddie her name Mariam wetter then them Aquariums
She held it down when I was whore so I fuck with ha'
I lick her low then I lick her up tongue uppercut
Bad bitch come from the other side like she hiking
Light skin some me somewhere near Dyckman
Put that pipe in she tap out I keep striking
Like I'm lighting flick her clit like a sidekick
That's Mad flavor



Credits
Writer(s): Darnell Lambey
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