Flaws
Dripping in sauce
Don't touch my belt bitch u know what it cost
This ain't no shit u get shopping at Ross
Straight out the trench so we no how to floss
Made me a boss
I like how it shake & it's soft
She came in some lace now she takin it off
Buss a nut on her face, then erase from my thoughts
I just wanted a taste & I ain't no it a cost
If u come to my place i got racks in the walls
& A Mac in my drawls, that's gon clear one you fuck niggaz up like some halls
Remember we ain't have shit now we shop at the mall
Remember he ain't have shit so I made sure he ball
Ima real nigga, still nigga I'm gon have flaws
But I stand on my own & I speak for a cause
All these rappers is stuck they can't even evolve
Got the world in my hand around me it revolves
I ain't know u her man she ain't tell me at all
Really don't care if she tell me at all
That's yo friend on the gram? Okay tell me it all
No I don't won't a gram nigga sell me it all
Got sum bandz in my pants & I stack this shit tall
Yea I came from the land brought it back fa us all
If it's war with my mans then it's war with us all
Hold on a sec, lemme make a quick call
I dun slipped, I dun tripped but I won't never fall
Do the the dick then she dip & I won't never call
I might like the lil bitch but I won't never stall
Ima pass the assist to my click like we ball
Ima pass the lil bitch just like Lamelo Ball
I ain't one these lil puppy niggaz, ima dog
I don't fuck wit a lotta niggaz cuz they flawed
& I tolerate flawed bitches fa they jaws
Dripping in sauce
Don't touch my belt bitch u know what it cost
This ain't no shit u get shopping at Ross
Straight out the trench so we know how to floss
Made me a boss
I like how it shake & it's soft
She came in some lace now she taking it off
Buss a nut on her face, then erase from my thoughts
I just wanted a taste & I ain't no it a cost
If u come to my place i got racks in the walls
& A Mac in my drawls, that's gon clear one you fuck niggaz up like some halls
Remember we ain't have shit now we shop at the mall
Remember he ain't have shit so I made sure he ball
Ima real nigga, still nigga I'm gon have flaws
But I stand on my own & I speak for a cause
All rappers is stuck they can't even evolve
Got the world in my hand around me it revolves
Don't touch my belt bitch u know what it cost
This ain't no shit u get shopping at Ross
Straight out the trench so we no how to floss
Made me a boss
I like how it shake & it's soft
She came in some lace now she takin it off
Buss a nut on her face, then erase from my thoughts
I just wanted a taste & I ain't no it a cost
If u come to my place i got racks in the walls
& A Mac in my drawls, that's gon clear one you fuck niggaz up like some halls
Remember we ain't have shit now we shop at the mall
Remember he ain't have shit so I made sure he ball
Ima real nigga, still nigga I'm gon have flaws
But I stand on my own & I speak for a cause
All these rappers is stuck they can't even evolve
Got the world in my hand around me it revolves
I ain't know u her man she ain't tell me at all
Really don't care if she tell me at all
That's yo friend on the gram? Okay tell me it all
No I don't won't a gram nigga sell me it all
Got sum bandz in my pants & I stack this shit tall
Yea I came from the land brought it back fa us all
If it's war with my mans then it's war with us all
Hold on a sec, lemme make a quick call
I dun slipped, I dun tripped but I won't never fall
Do the the dick then she dip & I won't never call
I might like the lil bitch but I won't never stall
Ima pass the assist to my click like we ball
Ima pass the lil bitch just like Lamelo Ball
I ain't one these lil puppy niggaz, ima dog
I don't fuck wit a lotta niggaz cuz they flawed
& I tolerate flawed bitches fa they jaws
Dripping in sauce
Don't touch my belt bitch u know what it cost
This ain't no shit u get shopping at Ross
Straight out the trench so we know how to floss
Made me a boss
I like how it shake & it's soft
She came in some lace now she taking it off
Buss a nut on her face, then erase from my thoughts
I just wanted a taste & I ain't no it a cost
If u come to my place i got racks in the walls
& A Mac in my drawls, that's gon clear one you fuck niggaz up like some halls
Remember we ain't have shit now we shop at the mall
Remember he ain't have shit so I made sure he ball
Ima real nigga, still nigga I'm gon have flaws
But I stand on my own & I speak for a cause
All rappers is stuck they can't even evolve
Got the world in my hand around me it revolves
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Writer(s): Christian Dixon
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