Flavors

(album: Mafia World - 2018)

Bitch bad
She belong onna runnway

Wear a saturday dress
Onna sunday

Wear a friday dress
On a monday

Strapped up
Like the bitch want gun play

Off percs
Got me flyin up the one way

Ya'll broke ass niggas
Wearin fake shoes

Imma chef in the kitchen
How I make food

Put a nigga onna shirt
How I make news

I walk in
Put them blunts
In rotation
I want aces

I just got here
In a spaceship

These margiellas
Came from mason

Cookie cookie
Where my apron

Dressed in all this bape shit
Throwin shade
That's motivation

In a srt
But I ain't racin

Bitch with me
Naw she ain't basic

1942
Got me wasted

Drink it straight
Naw I ain't chasin

Pop a rose bottle
Shake it and spray it

Bust a bowl
Smell it and weigh it

She bust it open
She makin it spread

I got the bag
Bitch U heard what I said

Imma throw this shit
On you and your friend

Smokin flavors
Boogie aters
Bookie tastie
Heavy cheddar
Off the celly
She gone do it
If I said it
Shooters ready

Two door chevy
Roof she ready
We gone do the forgis tho
This purple drink
Not mortan grow
No reroc
We gone pour up some mo
See marley
Rollin do-si-dos

I pulled up in a porshi though
This freak white bitch
Be snortin coke
My bag be moving
Coast to coast
I found another perki tho
She saved the day
Need some more drink
It den made the day

Nigga this shirt
Came from bathing ape
I'm on a whole
Nother wave today
I might do
The palm aims today
Bitch pretty
She the slave today
She think
I'm trynna get ate today
I'm countin hunneds
I den made a way

Few mo bands
I den gained today
New givenchy
That I claimed today
Just go outside
And play today
This bitch unfaithful
Can't stay away
These niggas still
Usin layaway
Nigga play with us
You get laid away
Gamble with his life
And he aced away
Bet a bitch wanna
Hang weight today

I just want a bitch
That's bossy
Bout that rich shit
She be talkin
Wear that drip shit
She so saucy
When a boss talk
She listen
She ain't talkin
Drive a big body
She ain't walkin
All that gossip shit
She ain't off it
Last thing she wanted
She got it
She wanna take me on a ship
She got it
All this drip
I ain't need no stylist
Fuck her hard
From the back
She hollin
They say it ain't trickin
If you got it
All these hoes call me daddy