Make It Out Lyrics

I got way too much paper, flavor, flavor, I got way too much flavor, savor, savor, savor

Hey, y'all know I want save her, player, player, y'all already know I'm a player

Go to the bank and I take it out, everything is authentic, no fakin' now, I'm the best in it, ain't no mistakein' now

Bank bank my diamonds, don't freeze, I'm shakin' out, Money piling like leaves, I'm wreckin' out

Work your heart on your sleeve, get taken out, Ain't no feelings in me, I left them out

Lay around in my hood, you won't make it out, Top of the world on the motor, I'm racin' out

Back and forth to the money, I'm pacing out, Niggas hoes is all on they faces now

Know they snitchin', ain't takin' no cases now

I been moving that dough by the bonda, When I whip it, it's never gon' crumble

On the road with the sack and I'm never gon' foam

Pullin' up to the lot and I get what I wanna, When I got in that wrap, presidential Obama

Bitch, to get back, I can't fuck with Lamar, She got way too much mileage, you know I don't wanna

Purple all in my blunt, bitch, you know I'm a stoner

She hot at the summer, she want me to boner, Say it's turnin' on, she know I'm alone

I ain't givin' no shit, I got nothin' to loan her

Play with my paper, you know where you're goin' to

Drop that paper, paper, paper, I got way too much paper

Flavor, flavor, I got way too much flavor

Flavor, savor, savor, ayy, y'all know I want savor

Player, player, y'all already know I'm a player

Go to the bank and I take it out, Everything is authentic, no fakin' out

I'm the best in it, ain't no mistakin' out, And my diamonds don't freeze, I'm shakin' out

Money pilin' like leaves, I'm breakin' out

Work your heart on your sleeve, get takin' out

Ain't no feelings in me, I live on mine

Play around in my hood, you won't make it out

Fuck these niggas, I'm reachin' my breakin' point

Ain't no passin' the ball, I'm takin' points

Too much time to be sittin' around, ayy

All these niggas been wearin' a frown, ayy

I don't gossip, no, that ain't my style, baby

Never needed to follow the crowd, baby

Ain't been a fool for a while, baby

You can pay up your lease with my smile, baby

I got all these diamonds and gold on me

And I know that's the reason these hoes on me

I put water on my wrist and it froze on me

Plenty niggas look bitches and chose on me

And I'm flippin' the trees, the balls on me

And they still wanna sleep, don't doze on me

Cause I get to the digits, ain't savin' no bitches

And I never be slippin', I know that they wishin' that I don't be gettin

Paper, paper, I got way too much paper

Flavor, flavor, I got way too much flavor

Flavor, flavor, I got way too much flavor

Flavor, flavor, I got way too much flavor

Flavor, flavor, I got way too much flavor

I'ma put it in the bank and I take it out

Everything is authentic, no fakin' out

I'm the best and it ain't no mistakin' out

And bet my diamonds don't freeze, I'm shakin' out

Money pilin' like leaves, I'm rakin' out

Wear your heart on your sleeve, you takin' out

Ain't no feelings in me, I live on my own

Lay around in my hood, you won't make it out

You're not alone