Flavor Lingo ft. Hakeem Elijuwon & Foolie Foolie Lyrics

Pade Tea and mimosas on the week days and the weekend

Brunchin' on the low in Dallas smokin tree and smoking salmon

Might be out of reach on Tones Beach probably eating a peach

No contract breach I sign myself you hear my tires screech

I'm a capital J.I.M. I can't do that pirate shit

Don't put everything on IG be on that private shit

Soon to be private jet, charter bus, sprinter van

Touring, touring, touring, touring, touring, touring summer to the winter man

Everything I do explicit new apparel new addition

I'm sufficient with my funds you got insufficient funds

Having this gas like I work at a Shell

Manage myself like I came out of Yale

Shit that I do is exquisite give me a pack you know that I flip it

All 10 just like a pedi probably finesse yo ass you let me

All in the venue all reeking of thrax

Gas nigga homie that's facts

2019 and charging a fee getting it all not partially

Go in the booth and I drop me some heat

Keep a hundred I'm a century Foolie

You ain't a Jim in a half

You in the way of the cash

Cut all the small talk nigga I'm in pursuit of a bag

You ain't a Jim in a half

You in the way of the cash

Cut all the small talk nigga I'm in pursuit of a bag

Next stop all business we the new religion

Flavorism I been blazing booths since elementary

Put a hundred in the fifties now we livin risky

Some of my niggas from the Groove a couple from the 60's

Quit tryna tell me I'm insane when you know I'm the vision

Hi Tech and Qualitest the only competition

We getting money did the sin but I'm not a Christian

I got substance quit bluffing keep the shit consistent

Yea it's Flavor Man flipping a hoop making grands

Threw a whole fest with my friends

Tailor my pants

Whenever I do a dance

These ho's don't stand a chance

I do it first they do it last

But they all seem to just make it look trash

We taking over the property

World Culture Music Mafia Monopoly

Ain't nothing in the way that's stopping me

Ain't nothing in the way that's stopping me

You ain't a Jim in a half

You in the way of the cash

Cut all the small talk nigga I'm in pursuit of a bag

You ain't a Jim in a half

You in the way of the cash

Cut all the small talk nigga I'm in pursuit of a bag