Luyện nghe bài hát Flavor

Let me kick my shit, around gettin that paper
Treat your bitch like candy, her now and later
I flex I flex n stunt, shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all sauce, said, 'Can I have of your flavor?'

Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, flavor
Can I some of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?

up
You can none of my flavor
You can have none of my
You can have of my linen
You have none of my gator
I'm moving these bricks and this shit is
Designer, designer, my is exclusive
Flexing, I'm flexing, my rims are
I'm all up in Fifth, I'm in Pucci
Giving a damn, I go up in
I'm on the molly, I'm smoking a
My future with bands, they free like
know I'm a dog, they calling me Snoopy
The chopper, the scope, the riffle, I it
them out like face it, I'm on it
My daughter was five, I a pony
stay, yell baloney
Yeah, etcetera, etcetera, is federal
You need medical
with lyrics you niggas is edible
Drizzle be and snapping, I'm telling you
Let me keep my shit, Lee, nigga, back up
She can't have none of my
And she can sauce none, I'mma her

Let me keep my shit, riding around in that
Treat your like keep, fuck her now and later
I that bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
Your bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have some of your
Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no
Can I some of your flavor?

up, flavor, I'm impossible with it
Surgery, I'm a god with
Got the monopoly
Hoes will be honest, they and taking
Used to be and poverty stricken
Now I got worry about them in the kitchen
That guy information is not to be
Chauffer, the Phantom is not to be
All of this flavor is not to be
You got it, baby, they buy me like
Bullets, the county, balling like
APM sharp, I'm your lady
You on the block, take out the baby
You I'mma cut it, don't mix it with bacon
Soda, Cola, in Boca
Me and Fantasia had dinner Oprah
Winfrey, Bentley, the semi
Nigga get wrong I tow him jenny
Drunk as a fuck do 'em like Remy
I'm more, the plural is in me
I run through your crew a bullet, don't tempt me
Got too many hoes so how you gonna me?
Let me my shit
up, bitch, hear me?

Let me my shit, riding around in that paper
Treat your bitch like keep, fuck her now and
I taste bitch, don't splurge, gotta shine on them haters
bitch seen all that sauce, said, 'Can I have some of your flavor?'

Oh, no, flavor
Can I have of your flavor?
Oh, no, your
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have some of your
Oh, no
Can I have some of your