Juice Wrld - Flaws lyrics

[Chorus] She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws That b**h know that I'm a boss I'ma catch like Randy Moss, aye I ain't ever off, yeah All I do is floss, yeah Double G my outfit, cause it cost to be the boss Racks up, racks up I don't f** with nobody I hate y'all I'm a k**er at heart, like Adolf Boy that sh** dead, like Nate Dogg Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce Migos in the trap, like Takeoff Big guns, they'll take yo face off Can't see these f** n***as like Ray Charles [Verse 1] A hunnid bands, spend all that sh** She looked at my whole team, then f**ed on them You say you want smoke We'll up on him, and we'll bust at them They don't want no static Rock my choker, and tote my ratchet Do a drill, listenin' to Lenny Kravitz Off a pill, I dunk Shaquille Tight jeans, bank rolls for s** appeal [Chorus] She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws That b**h know that I'm a boss I'ma catch like Randy Moss, aye I ain't ever off, yeah All I do is floss, yeah Double G my outfit, cause it cost to be the boss Racks up, racks up I don't f** with nobody I hate y'all I'm a k**er at heart, like Adolf Boy that sh** dead, like Nate Dogg Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce Migos in the trap, like Takeoff Big guns, they'll take yo face off Can't see these f** n***as like Ray Charles [Instrumental Break] [Chorus] She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws That b**h know that I'm a boss I'ma catch like Randy Moss, aye I ain't ever off, yeah All I do is floss, yeah Double G my outfit, cause it cost to be the boss Racks up, racks up I don't f** with nobody I hate y'all I'm a k**er at heart, like Adolf Boy that sh** dead, like Nate Dogg Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce Migos in the trap, like Takeoff Big guns, they'll take yo face off Can't see these f** n***as like Ray Charles