Flava Lyrics

Aye Explit

Im drippin sauce like ion need flava

Like ion need flava

Im drippin sauce like ion need flava

Like ion need flava

Im drippin sauce like ion need flava

Like ion need flava

Drippin sauce like ion need flava

I got too much sauce

Aint got no cape so i wont neva save her

Ion got no cape

That type uh luv uh make a playa hater

Played my luv my heart was so attached

Played my luv so no cant run it back

I cane up from the struggle the trenches yea the hard days

Came up from the trappin nikka came the hard ways

We was skippin school while u was ducking hallways

I talk to the jewler she said you can get it ball way

Im off a perc she said u can hit it always

Super sensational my nigga we made it from dog days

Next level type of sensation this the new wave

They way i puter on fa the team we havin alwayz

That nigga tryed to come off his hip but it was a pump fake

You get ta reaching too click nigga des yo ladt day lil bro nem quick ta flip a switch thats a DOA

Im in my bag right now fucked around spent 3 today

I couldda bought a chain but i went n got me a bigger chain

Stayed out the way stacked my pape n made a bigger name

I dropped a whip for the first time and ran a million

I need another milly and another milly

N another milly

Super soaker on my wrist is gettin too chilly

I dont think im ever gone touch sleep till i touch 2 billy

I spent a quarter thousand on my wrist i spent a cool ticky

I see rolex on my weist it dont go ticky ticky

Bronem popout that cut with that blicky blicky

Lil bro trying to paint you red leave you sticky sticky

Bronem trying to pop det cut leave you red red

I went and fucked on this bih black but she a red head

These type of bullets in these clips will leave you dead dead

And we aint tryna talk to no cops and going fed fed

Was in my cup in sippin its some med med

Im trying to smoke and roll my doja n just hit the road

Im tryna touch me sum millies n trying to drop dem golds

Put them vvs in my teeth n go buss down my hoe

I had ta crunch down on my teeth back then the trap was slow can hold my toungue onna couple things i gotta preach what i know

Youll think she asian the way she looking she brit cubano

I was 16 with six rings on swervin inna 5.0

I gotta variety pack in my bag right now highs and low

I got so much money right now might drop a body up da score

Bow woo

Explit up da score

Niggas know im drippin sauce 4 5 6 chains on