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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 n***a!

(Hook)
Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil n***a
Got more flex a n***a, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this sh** the bar, n***a, load it say (damn, n***a)
And the b**h, ya know ain't f**in' and they s** it when they get inside the bed with me
And she f**in' if I say so plus she s**in' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we f** em, we gon' pay em, how the f** we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that p**y 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
n***a pray it'd be a new conquer(?)
Long nose bout the flow, n***a, pull up out the door, n***a
f** and get a murder show
Been a hunter and a gunner, and a stunter, n***a 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 n***a, low key
Go five stars, n***a, ball like an OG
New cars, n***a, serve it like it's teleki'
Got a mill in em b**hes, f**in' n***as b**hes
Iced out, fully loaded
100 mills still flippin'
Check a n***a digits, make a young n***a gun blow
Hot n***a, don't stop
Big money n***a gon' pop
One stop, get yo life torn up
Big money, b**hes gon' luv ?
Flash cla**, for the money we dash
f** pa**, how we did it outlast

(Hook)
Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil n***a
Got more flex a n***a, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this sh** the bar, n***a, load it say (damn, n***a)
And the b**h, ya know ain't f**in' and they s** it when they get inside the bed with me
And she f**in' if I say so plus she s**in' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we f** em, we gon' pay em, how the f** we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that p**y 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 b**h I'm comin' ova 3 a.m. so she betta have her muthaf**in' clothes off (what?)
Wanna meet three of them, and ya know that I'm intelligent, bulla, I ain't bout to doze off
Lil n***a, you are sure walkin' with a limp, I ain't have sell work to beat two clothes off
Love sh** to make me sleep, love Xan', love perky sh**
(All these d** got me throwed off)

(Verse 3)
I love my b**h, 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 n***a b**h
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 a** like a diaper
Rippin' on my n***a like Mikey
I see sh** before it happen like a psyche
Get yo b**h, don't want that broke hoe around me
And me and Thug still on the run so f** 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 n***a
Got more flex a n***a, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this sh** the bar, n***a, load it say (damn, n***a)
And the b**h, ya know ain't f**in' and they s** it when they get inside the bed with me
And she f**in' if I say so plus she s**in' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we f** em, we gon' pay em, how the f** we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that p**y 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 b**h 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 n***a, 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 sh**
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
f** b**h, tough luck tryna play me
And a lil sorry I'm seein' yo baby
FIrst time since a real n***a 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 n***a
Got more flex a n***a, note it eee
Where yo harden? I want pour it
I'm like more energy, know this sh** the bar, n***a, load it say (damn, n***a)
And the b**h, ya know ain't f**in' and they s** it when they get inside the bed with me
And she f**in' if I say so plus she s**in' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we f** em, we gon' pay em, how the f** we gon' buy if we don't pay em?
I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that p**y 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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