Flawless lyrics
by Fase Yoda
[Chorus]
Flawless
Back in the slums still serving plates
Lawless
We take his top off broad day
Life lit, we livin' like GTA
Smoking on backwoods in the Bando, f*ck a backdoor
So swerve in the motherf*cking Honda
Young n*gga spending a check
Feeling like young don dada, no, I can't settle for less
I took the jet out from LA to London
Sky high private sex
Stacking money as tall as a mountain
Flooded the petty patek, no
[Verse 1]
Spending it up got me mad hoe, got me hot as a b*tch like Diablo Come with the money if you wanna talk, I gotta pop me a tag hoe They wonder how you keep winnin', well baby, I don't got a limit, ouh, yea
Sorry, I don't got a minute, been working to spending a milli, ouh, yea
Noh, Dee Dee Ahh
Fill up the fill of my pocket, uh
Light up the night got the socket
Put a million in the floorboard, you could say I joined the illuminate
He a villain like a Warlord, I'm a demon in a human body
[Chorus]
Flawless
Back in the slums still serving plates
Lawless
We take his top off broad day
Life lit, we livin' like GTA
Smoking on backwoods in the Bando, f*ck a backdoor
So swerve in the motherf*cking Honda
Young n*gga spending a check
Feeling like young don dada, no, I can't settle for less
I took the jet out from LA to London
Sky high private sex
Stacking money as tall as a mountain
Flooded the petty patek, no
[Verse 2]
Pickin' up money, mo' hunnids live like GTA
Smokin' on reefer like God
Poppin' the champagne broad day
Ridin' the Limousine, with a cup of lean, I don't feel my heart rate
Poppin' another bean, I'm a live fein, livin' like it's yo' last day
Oh, this sh*t not easy, gettin' too busy to meet you, I'll see you later
All that talk you dreamin', you gotta put in the meanin', turn it to paper
1,2,3 I beat it, I'ma show you how to clean it, feelin' amazing
All this sh*t get easy, coming from out of the region, one of the greatest
Spending it up got me mad hoe, got me hot as a b*tch like Diablo Come with the money if you wanna talk, I gotta pop me a tag hoe They wonder how you keep winnin', well baby, I don't got a limit, ouh, yea
Sorry, I don't got a minute, been working to spending a milli, ouh, yea
[Chorus]
Flawless
Back in the slums still serving plates
Lawless
We take his top off broad day
Life lit, we livin' like GTA
Smoking on backwoods in the Bando, f*ck a backdoor
So swerve in the motherf*cking Honda
Young n*gga spending a check
Feeling like young don dada, no, I can't settle for less
I took the jet out from LA to London
Sky high private sex
Stacking money as tall as a mountain
Flooded the petty patek, no