Flaw lyrics

by

Ayesha Erotica


[Intro]
Man, we're trappin' into a bad vibe in California
It's how we do it, bruh
I don't f*ck with these b*tches at all, man
Y'all b*tches think y'all did it first like, check this sh*t, bruh
I don't

[Chorus]
f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just flawed
Ain't 'bout that life, these b*tches just soft
I don't f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just talk
I don't f*ck with no b*tch, no b*tch that's flaw
I don't f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just flawed
Ain't 'bout that life, these b*tches just soft
I don't f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just talk
I don't f*ck with no b*tch, no b*tch that's flaw
I don't

[Verse 1]
f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches fake as hell
Never seen a 22, never had to go to jail
You got some storytelling hoes, your b*tches tell tales
You the man from Blow, take di*k head to toe
Real ass shawty with a gun in my lap
Never leave the house without a chop and a gag
I stay flamed up with this thread on my flat
I beat the hoes down with a baseball bat, b*tch
Went to us when we were in Timberland
Real ass b*tches, always puttin' in hands
[Bridge]
Y'all some fake ass hoes
Y'all some fake ass hoes
And I'll say it one more time
Y'all some fake ass hoes

[Verse 2]
Gang-affiliated, got a crip, you [?]
If you wanna buy me shawty, then I'm smoking Papa Smurfs
And I'm sippin' all that cola, while I'm tasting all that cola
If you wanna f*ck with me, you know I'm selling all the powders

[Chorus]
f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just flawed
Ain't 'bout that life, these b*tches just soft
I don't f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just talk
I don't f*ck with no b*tch, no b*tch that's flaw
I don't f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just flawed
Ain't 'bout that life, these b*tches just soft
I don't f*ck with these b*tches, these b*tches just talk
I don't f*ck with no b*tch, no b*tch that's flaw
I don't
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