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wizz havinn - flaw lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
n+gga, n+gga, uh (n+gga)
(thanks, yakree)
i had to turn it up a notch (n+gga, uh)
man (i had to)

[chorus]
uh, i had to up it, n+gga (i had to up it), i had to turn it up a notch (i had to turn it up)
i just hit the jeweler, n+gga, i’m ’bout to go back in the pot (go back in the pot)
i’m thinkin’ ’bout a pendant, or i might go another watch (i might go another watch)
i just copped two whips, i’m thinkin’ ’bout another car (i’ma get that too)
i just laid down this one, i’m ’bout to drop another bar (’bout to drop another one)
steady grindin’ like i’m at the bottom, know i’ma see the top (i know i’ma see the top, n+gga)
droppin’ all gas, i got ’em like, “d+mn, that n+gga raw” (d+mn, that n+gga raw)
he got a bag and still ain’t help his mans, d+mn, that n+gga flaw (d+mn, d+mn)

[verse]
hoppin’ out the maybach, my shirt off, i feel like ross (ugh, ugh)
pourin’ up so much syrup like i got a bad cough (d+mn)
i can’t spill sh+t, these ‘miris on my f+ckin’ ass cost (these sh+ts cost me)
had to get it back two times, i took a bad loss (f+ck)
snappin’ in this rap sh+t, but i can trap my ass off (on god)
million+dollar n+gga, still ’round here gettin’ thesе bags off (gettin’ these bags off)
hе done lost his mind, n+gga must be on some bath salt (on some bath salt)
always on the grind, that’s why i’m gon’ shine my ass off (for sure)
i’m all about pape’, my name hold weight (yeah)
i ain’t finna bust sh+t, just get the whole thing (just get the whole thing)
this sh+t here straight gas, but it ain’t got no name (it ain’t got no name)
n+ggas be doin’ all that cappin’ and put it on gang (f+ck)
double g’s on my frames, wizz super gucci (gucci)
yellow thick b+tch in my whip look like renni rucci (renni rucci)
n+ggas ain’t standin’ on no business, boy, they big coochie (man, they big p+ssy)
i can pull up in any city, make a big movie (yeah)
[chorus]
uh, i had to up it, n+gga (yeah), i had to turn it up a notch (yeah)
i just hit the jeweler, n+gga, i’m ’bout to go back in the pot (i’m ’bout to go back in)
i’m thinkin’ ’bout a pendant, or i might go another watch
i just copped two whips, i’m thinkin’ ’bout another car (i’ma get that too)
i just laid down this one, i’m ’bout to drop another bar (’bout to drop another one)
steady grindin’ like i’m at the bottom, know i’ma see the top (know i’ma see the top)
droppin’ all gas, i got ’em like, “d+mn, that n+gga raw” (d+mn, that n+gga raw)
he got a bag and still ain’t help his mans, d+mn, that n+gga flaw

[outro]
d+mn, d+mn, d+mn, d+mn
he ain’t help his man, d+mn, that n+gga flaw

- wizz havinn lyrics

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