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Rich Gang - Flava lyrics

(Intro)
Yeah, yeah
Thugga Thugga my patna
Thugga Thugga my brotha
Hahahahahah (foreign)
We got London on this track
Rich Gang Nigga!

(Hook)
Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil nigga
Got more flex a nigga, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)
And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me
And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy out like an acre
She on the cover of Fader, and she say it's my Tai like flava
Plus she know I ain't fishin', but a baiter
Ain't known livin' life flava

(Verse)
Yeah, got the chopper with the Mac in the back with the stacks
Nigga pray it'd be a new conquer(?)
Long nose bout the flow, nigga, pull up out the door, nigga
Fuck and get a murder show
Been a hunter and a gunner, and a stunter, nigga get money representin' Up Town
Big D's with a few C's, for the money it'll be 100 people on it
Action! Big matchin' with the OV, backyard with the young nigga, low key
Go five stars, nigga, ball like an OG
New cars, nigga, serve it like it's teleki'
Got a mill in em bitches, fuckin' niggas bitches
Iced out, fully loaded
100 mills still flippin'
Check a nigga digits, make a young nigga gun blow
Hot nigga, don't stop
Big money nigga gon' pop
One stop, get yo life torn up
Big money, bitches gon' luv ?
Flash class, for the money we dash
Fuck pass, how we did it outlast

(Hook)
Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil nigga
Got more flex a nigga, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)
And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me
And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy out like an acre
She on the cover of Fader, and she say it's my Tai like flava
Plus she know I ain't fishin', but a baiter
Ain't known livin' life flava

(Verse 2)
Tell the bitch I'm comin' ova 3 a.m. so she betta have her muthafuckin' clothes off (what?)
Wanna meet three of them, and ya know that I'm intelligent, bulla, I ain't bout to doze off
Lil nigga, you are sure walkin' with a limp, I ain't have sell work to beat two clothes off
Love shit to make me sleep, love Xan', love perky shit
(All these drugs got me throwed off)

(Verse 3)
I love my bitch, I can't go without her
Wanna give her a ?
I got a drone G, and the boy look jet like
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I ain't tryna be what ya like, no I'm not
(I'm talkin' bout whip gun) Put it where that nigga bitch
Callin' up her baby daddy wanna find me
That punk man make it junk man
You would think that I were sponsored by Nike
Ain't a lil kid either, got more verses than the Bible
Lifestyle I live here priceless
Pull up on yo ass like a diaper
Rippin' on my nigga like Mikey
I see shit before it happen like a psyche
Get yo bitch, don't want that broke hoe around me
And me and Thug still on the run so fuck yo bounty
I love my guns so much, that money, I love to count it
Thugga Thugga

(Hook)
Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil nigga
Got more flex a nigga, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)
And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me
And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy out like an acre
She on the cover of Fader, and she say it's my Tai like flava
Plus she know I ain't fishin', but a baiter
Ain't known livin' life flava

(Verse 4: Thugga)
Call yo bitch and tell her I need some mechanical work
Plus she make me stunt down like a roller
Even tho I don't got all my strolles
I'mma pull up on lil momma like a dooga
I'mma treat myself and buy myself a rollie
And walk myself into a bar(ley) full of hookas
Slow, this just might be an interesting YT, young nigga, this a cool kite
Crew cut, momma say I'm crew cut
All that g-tech, pop for me oooh-e
And she caught me, let me ride like uber
Then IT lil momma caught a ride lil smoother
Baby girl, gimme blues, all glued up
Her love prolly right by the Buddha
Baby, all on my Insta don't do shit
Hate leavin' me when she go to school-a
Can't drink it, I'mma dive it
Got a ride round with me, make it play
Make her feel like I got ties in it
And a lil sorry I'm seein' yo lady
Fuck bitch, tough luck tryna play me
And a lil sorry I'm seein' yo baby
FIrst time since a real nigga make it
Seen off the top, I'm bore no neighbor
Thugga Thugga

(Hook)
Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil nigga
Got more flex a nigga, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)
And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me
And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy out like an acre
She on the cover of Fader, and she say it's my Tai like flava
Plus she know I ain't fishin', but a baiter
Ain't known livin' life flava

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