Flawless Lyrics

Flawless, oh

Brand new whip look flawless

My new chick look gorgeous

Whole gang lit like torches

Oh my goodness

And I come through real saucy

Just got paid I'm flossing

I'm a boss and I hang round bosses

Oooh shit!

Brand new whip look flawless

My new chick look gorgeous

Whole gang lit like torches

Oh my God damn

And I come through real saucy

Just got paid I'm flossing

I'm a boss and I hang round bosses

Got to go all the way

I'm coach, I got to run all these plays

Now I got 'em all amazed

They ain't never met an Asian with all this game

All my flow is flawless

All this drip came with no sponsors

Still putting-on on my off-days

Smoking presidential bitch I should've been in office

Yeah, you had a wave

But you fell off 'cause you got lost in your ways

Too busy loving the bitches and fame

And not enough love for the game

At First Ave, I look like Prince

I'm sipping on Purple Rain

She want to go all night

Want to blow my mind like Kurt Cobain

She trying to give me a quota

If it cost, then lil bitch I don't want it

She like the sound of my music

I ended up hitting 'til 5 in the morning

You know I keep this wavy

I pull up it look like I came with Navy

Look like a family reunion

I be with some hittas I knew since a baby

Flawless, oh

Brand new whip look flawless

My new chick look gorgeous

Whole gang lit like torches

Oh my goodness

And I come through real saucy

Just got paid I'm flossing

I'm a boss and I hang round bosses

Oooh shit!

Brand new whip look flawless

My new chick look gorgeous

Whole gang lit like torches

Oh my God damn

And I come through real saucy

Just got paid I'm flossing

I'm a boss and I hang round bosses

In the middle of the winter I'm a hot one

All winners got to face some losses

All that matters is how you bounce back from it

Baby I'm dipped, I'm saucy

My drip fresh out the faucet

She want to bite on the head like Ozzy

Middle-fingers, I'm Stone Cold Steve Austin

Had to tell your girl to ease off me

My shit go dumb, word to E-40

All this cream, I need coffee

All these verses I kill, I need coffins

I don't want a piece, I need all it

Cookies on the beat, I eat all it

Your man on the bench and I'm a baller

I'm here for the money and more dollars

If y'all ain't talking 'bout getting to the bag

Then I don't know what y'all saying

His girl want to be with me

But do I want her? Not at all my mans

Her man want to be like me

Want to rap this dope like a contraband

Hoes telling me to count my days

I been busy trying to count these bands yeah

Flawless, oh

Brand new whip look flawless

My new chick look gorgeous

Whole gang lit like torches

Oh my goodness

And I come through real saucy

Just got paid I'm flossing

I'm a boss and I hang round bosses

Oooh shit!

Brand new whip look flawless

My new chick look gorgeous

Whole gang lit like torches

Oh my God damn

And I come through real saucy

Just got paid I'm flossing

I'm a boss and I hang round bosses