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Yung Bleu

Flavors

 

Flavors

(album: Bleu Da Ruler - 2017)


[Yung Bleu:]
Flavors, colors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Hey, hey hey hey hey
Drip drip drip drip

I'm dripping sauce on my Balmains
We got the bat like a ball game
Run up a check on my avenue
I'm tryna stack up the revenue, flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor, flavor
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors, flavor
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor

Colors on colors, that's flavors, I got different color neighbors
Bitches, they want you to save 'em, I wake 'em up in the AM
Stripper hoes off in Follies, bitches gone off the molly
Head spinning like a trolley, top speed, Ricky Bobby
Switching lanes in the Mazda, ayy
I got 'em fucking on camera, I got a whole lot of stamina
Thirty-one days on my calendar
And bitch every day gon' be counted for
Whole lot of different colors
Balmains with the buckles
Beat her down, never cuddle
I'm in designer, you notice me
Burberry coat, you ain't cold as me
I'ma die with this Gucci all over me
Homicide, put the chopper up on your street
So many flavors, I got that ice on me like Flava Flava, yeah yeah
I gotta bring some bread to the table, I got your bitch legs on the table
So many flavors, colors on colors on colors, that's flavors

I'm dripping sauce on my Balmains
We got the bat like a ball game
Run up a check on my avenue
I'm tryna stack up the revenue, flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor, flavor
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors, flavor
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor

I'm sipping yellow with green in it
I'm on the track, put my spleen in it
Fuck on your bitch, I'ma lean in
The Rari pull up to the scene with it
I was a youngster, I took from the OG's
Ook a zip and I went bought an OZ
You rocking jewelry, it's fake on the low key
Pussy lil nigga, i know you the police
Red on my shoes and I'm walking on water
They see the sauce and them bitches get slaughtered
I know these lil niggas jocking, I saw you
Lean by the case like a lawyer
Switching my flows and switching my hoes
Switching the clip and I cock and reload
I need a five piece for a show
They on my dick, a young nigga blowed
You pussy nigga, playing with your nose
Real nigga, I'll never fold, flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Now I'm waking up my neighbors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors

I'm dripping sauce on my Balmains
We got the bat like a ball game
Run up a check on my avenue
I'm tryna stack up the revenue, flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor, flavor
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors, flavor
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor

[OG Dre:]
Stupid bitches tryna fuck and get next to me
Dropping this flavor, they might steal the recipe
Young nigga with an old soul
Fuck on your main bitch and send her home
Big red rubies on me, Suge Knight
Fuck us in an Uber baby, good night
Drop my top on a good night
Big bank take a nigga lil bank, uh
I'm tryna break the lil bitch spine
We in the bank like a dollar sign
We got them sticks like Al-Qaeda
You say you a real nigga, but you lying
Fuck up a check on my jeweler
I mixed the Act with the Hi-Tech, I'm screwed up
Lean belly like I'm Buddha
Swerving the coupe, getting head from a cougar
I'm in this big body, she like to sit by me
Working the wrist like me, you lucky you found me
Panoramic, you get blind by all these diamonds
Niggas get mad when that Audi don't cosign
I'm from the dirty, you know that I'm dirty
You know my cup dirty and this killer dirty
Mississippi, but my bitch she Asian
Black and white diamonds, they segregated

[Yung Bleu:]
I'm dripping sauce on my Balmains
We got the bat like a ball game
Run up a check on my avenue
I'm tryna stack up the revenue, flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor, flavor
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors
Young nigga got flavors, flavor
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Colors on colors, that's flavors
Swag on swag, that's flavor

done

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