xanbabycomet - flawless (prod. dvtchie) lyrics
b-tch i wanna live flawless, get so rich so i could go out and just floss it
remember days when we was broke, lint in our pockets
i got ecstatic, 100 bands right in my wallet
now anything my n-ggas see, we want, we cop it
i can’t see the hate thru my prada shades, b-tch u acting like a virgin, go get laid
i was hungry as a b-tch, eat what i crave
won’t stop the grind till i got gold right round my plates
wrist on froze thats anemic
seen the gold, now all we do is reach it
she a dime, but i just told her to stop leaching
she want my guap, and b-tches change just like a season
odds against me, on my lone, no where to turn
i can’t speak my heart, since they put deuce up in a urn
he talkin sh-t, he a b-tch, straight like a perm
and wash the haters out my life just like some germs
big guap, big mansions, and a big pool
always unorthodox, just like a big jew
i can’t lie, since we fell off, i don missed you
can’t hit ya phone, cause ill turn soft just like a tissue
i pop a perc to calm my nerves, she suck my d-ck too
dont put the 40 in my hands, bury like 6 shoes
reload a clip, b-tch i can’t get around a pistol
dont get the ice thats in the mall, b-tch we want crystals
b-tch i waited, we ain’t patient, this my turn
and get a condom, cause these reckless b-tches might burn
was in the school, but in the streets is where i learned
rose from the concrete, now let me show you what i earned
come get lit, cause its a party up on this side
take some notes, you dont wanna be like that guy
got a new b-tch, and she kinda look like left eye
subi jeans denim, gucci shoes, the red kinds
i can’t switch, bro i sticking with my same gang
1700, n-gga thats the green team
i can’t save a hoe, b-tch u look like louis lane
i f-cked her good, b-tch my d-ck was in her membrane
b-tch i wanna live flawless, get so rich so i could go out and just floss it
remember days when we was broke, lint in our pockets
i got ecstatic, 100 bands right in my wallet
now anything my n-ggas see, we want, we cop it
i can’t see the hate thru my prada shades, b-tch u acting like a virgin, go get laid
i was hungry as a b-tch, eat what i crave
won’t stop the grind till i got gold right round my plates
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