- Justin Rarri NO FLAWS 歌詞
- Justin Rarri
- [Intro]
Hmm-hmm, hmm
Yeah
[Chorus]
No flaws on a *****
Ballin like I was a rockstar
With the spikes on my kicks
She want a little bit Dolce Gabana
Prettier than my *****
That ***** she boujee
She wanna show me a new ting
She wanna ** ** like the movie (Hmm)
Better keep watchin the movie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She do not trust
Know a nigga got all these side ******* on the top and he ****in on the bus, yeah
Brodie he dealin with forty-five ******* on the phone, every day another one, yeah
Every day another one, yeah
Lil pimp aint nothing but a bust, yeah
Knock at the door
I got my jewelry fallin pick it up
[Verse 1]
Bad hoe, bad *******
Out of the A, feelin like Im the richest
Bust at your noggin, turn you to a nick
Feelin like Im Medusa, controllin your *****
Mad hoes, mad niggas
Bro get the **** right up out of my mentions
Chasin my body, they see how I did it
Just ****ed on your sister, I thought she was pretty
Im a , nice guy, yeah
Yeah for sure (For sure)
She gon **** for the bread for sure (For sure)
That ***** suckin the head to toe (Toe)
Ima get to the bread for sure (For sure)
Fill my pocket right up with a knot (With a knot)
Heard you ****in with regular thots (Thots)
Never did give a **** bout a opp
[Chorus]
No flaws on a *****
Ballin like I was a rockstar
With the spikes on my kicks
She want a little bit Dolce Gabana
Prettier than my *****
That ***** she bougie
She wanna show me a new ting
She wanna **** like the movie (Hmm)
Better keep watchin the movie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She do not trust
Know a nigga got all these side ******* on the top and he ****in on the bus, yeah
Brodie he dealin with forty-five ******* on the phone, every day another one, yeah
Every day another one, yeah
Lil pimp aint nothing but a bust, yeah
Knock at the door
I got my jewelry fallin pick it up
[Verse 2]
Holdin my hand, tell her 'Hold my ****, nigga, not my body' (My body)
Twenty-four karats (Four karats)
Gotta nat on the ****, excited (Excited)
All the money coming in exotic (Exotic)
If you talking on the bro its static
Make a nigga levitate like magic
Ima chop a nigga up no carrot (No carrot)
Spend two, three bands, Im poppin, yeah (Yeah)
***** I dont fit in
**** a ***** that I like when I finish
Four thousand on top of the bed while Im drillin
She **** with a hype baby, she tryna to fit in
That nigga move funny, he actin real distant
Said he caught em lackin, but really he didnt
Say he got a blicky, we keepin it real
Gotta watch out for the ones in your city
Never picked up none of my calls, you left me all alone
Got a new bad ***** with no flaws, Im callin her red bone
Fine with the bread, I just dead hoes
Really I just like to stay alone
Play with a stick and a draco, yeah (Oh, oh)
[Chorus]
No flaws on a *****
Ballin like I was a rockstar
With the spikes on my kicks
She want a little bit Dolce Gabana
Prettier than my ** ***
That ***** she bougie
She wanna show me a new ting
She wanna **** like the movie (Hmm)
Better keep watchin the movie (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
She do not trust
Know a nigga got all these side ******* on the top and he ****in on the bus, yeah
Brodie he dealin with forty-five ******* on the phone, every day another one, yeah
Every day another one, yeah
Lil pimp aint nothing but a bust, yeah
Knock at the door
I got my jewelry fallin pick it up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
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