All Flavors (Remix) ft. Iluvshemon & Baby Wavv Lyrics

Days without you

Aye

Nigga talking shit just like everyday

Nigga want to talk shoot you in your face

Niggas really broke swear to God

These niggas lame

Pull up with that chop

And it leave em' stained

Pull up to the party yeah

With two hoes

Niggas talk

We don't do those

Aye

Make em hit that moon walk

If a nigga try me I send his ass to Pluto

Aye, Aye

Why you hating

Got a bag I'm paper chasing

Shawty bad, Yeah she Haitian

Cooking me meals every breakfast

Hop up in the function

Swear to God I go retarded

Shawty steady slopping

Swear to God she keep on calling

Niggas really lame

But these niggas they not balling

And you just like Kyrie

The way you falling

Running back to me

(Running back)

She enjoy my company

(My company)

Why can't I get no love?

Cause these hoes they don't love me

Aye, Aye

Running back to me

(Running back to me)

She enjoying me

(Enjoying me)

She want to love me

But I can't cause these hoes they don't love me

Hella mixed I'm in love with all flavors

Be doing you raw like you be doing them papers

Mo money

Mo Fame

Mo problems

Mo haters

Creamy where I'm cramming

Ion need no chasers

Bending back like this stack

Watch this money influence you

Stay chasing the bag

That's what this life will do to you

Don't care if you bad

For the crew we need a few of you

Had to take that chance

Miss some but got to shoot a few

I just

See your eyes glisten

Shinning when you grinning

Day dreaming, you asking if I'm even listening

Tryna sign my name on your neck I'm petitioning

Aye

Aye

I'm petitioning

I Love my bucks blue, word to Benjamin

Love my woman all colors like Eminem's

Could be intimate

But at the same time I'm a gentleman

Told you I'm different

Steady pumping you adrenaline

Got you coming back like a 808 clap

You cooking breakfast

And I hit it from the back

Running back

I be loving your company

Love all flavors

But like Velcro you stuck with me

No cap All flavors

No preference

Aye little shorty with that throat

Let me deep press

She gone

"Ok let me get dressed"

Send the lo I'm on the way I sent a good text

Then I Slide by I'm a go fetch

Niggas mad I know they hating

The way I bow flex

Tell em Pop out I know he no threat

Niggas slipping Think it's chicken

We go shirt press

Ok Let me pop back to this deep press

Lift that shirt up

Show me nanas trying to see breast

Oooo Yea I Like that shit

When I Uh She go oooo

On that fight back shit

When I uh

Then you're done

Here's your flight back bitch

Know the name

Know the game

Mr. Buy your bitch

All he heard was Wavy Gxng

Then it's Night Night Bitch

Should've told em I'm the coldest on some ice ice shit