Flavors Video (MV)

My foot on the gas
Im doin the dash
Drop the top it go fast
She want me bad
Yeah, I wanna bag
What would you do for some cash
Vvs's Papparazzi they flash
He a pussy ass boy rob that nigga no mask
Trap trap run up the stash
Call any nigga I bet he wont last
This backwood filled wit like 4 different FLAVORS
Stay down til you come up get used to this paper
They say one day ima meet my maker
Dont sleep on the sauce I got too much flavor
Buscemi drip got yo bitch you cant save her
Turn that boy to a lick finesse em out his paper
Red beam on his head bullets come you cant shake em
Ay, Ice on my neck new freezer
Ay, Asian bitch Tila Tequila
Fendi F on me no it aint Fila
Yeezy boosts I got stripes like Adidas
Trap on the block got it hot like a water heater
Fukk on yo thot one time dont call her either
We dont cop deuces and no we dont call it even
Big ol Draco pullin up wit it on the seat
Pop me a Percocet please let me roll in peace
Plug on the way wit the bags in for da cheap
Tactical choppa wit da big drum underneath
These niggas dont want no smoke they dont want no beef
I got a big 44 right in my skinnies
These are not Balmain jeans these are Amiri
My bottoms red like my shoe on a period
These niggas copy us just like a parrot
You broke as hell I cant take you serious
Ice ice baby look at my jewelry
Vvs pure
White like cocaine my bitch like Griselda
Don't play wit da gang It'd be war in the field
Choppin the brick wit da sword like im Zelda
Free all my bros let em go on appeal
Boy you aint no shooter cant go on no drill
My foot on the gas
Im doin the dash
Drop the top it go fast
She want me bad
Yeah, I wanna bag
What would you do for some cash
Vvs's Papparazzi they flash
He a pussy ass boy rob that nigga no mask
Trap trap run up the stash
Call any nigga I bet he wont last
This backwood filled wit like 4 different FLAVORS
Stay down til you come up get used to this paper
They say one day ima meet my maker
Dont sleep on the sauce I got too much flavor
Buscemi drip got yo bitch you cant save her
Turn that boy to a lick finesse em out his paper
Red beam on his head bullets come you cant shake em
Balmain fit I just Switched it up
Rick Owens boots with the zippers
I just got raped by some strippers
Big booty bitch throw it back for a nigga
Vvs's shine like chandeliers
Limited edition designer
RARE
Smoke that bitch out like Im Smokey The Bear
And that bitch pussy bald think she usin the Nair
Shine from my neck to my wrist to my ear
Get to slayin these bitches they start movin in
Smashin yo hoe got a arch when she bend
Kick door 100 round get on the floor
Lil haiti La Familia get it in like a den
If he pull up I bet he wont slide again
I turn that V neck into a cardigan
Professor wit da rock like Harry Potter nem
Cruella Deville my dogs they spot em
Ooo 40 barkin AYY
Sit back go play wit dem racks
I be slidin all black like the President
Gas blunt cup filled wit the medicine
Big 40 at ya door knock knock lemme in
She say she cant stand me so I fukk her til she cant stand
Get deep in that pussy she say im the man
AY!
My foot on the gas
Im doin the dash
Drop the top it go fast
She want me bad
Yeah, I wanna bag
What would you do for some cash
Vvs's Papparazzi they flash
He a pussy ass boy rob that nigga no mask
Trap trap run up the stash
Call any nigga I bet he wont last
This backwood filled wit like 4 different FLAVORS
Stay down til you come up get used to this paper
They say one day ima meet my maker
Dont sleep on the sauce I got too much flavor
Buscemi drip got yo bitch you cant save her
Turn that boy to a lick finesse em out his paper
Red beam on his head bullets come you cant shake em