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Yavo Flow Video (MV)




Performed By: Luh4
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: J Russell




Luh4 - Yavo Flow Lyrics
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Bitch, I'm him, real P-pusher just can't label me simp
The way I be mackin', you'll think I'm a pimp
Baby, come over, let's shoot us a film
Let nigga play, we gon' cut off a limb
Don't need a bitch, just need me a M
Hate when a bitch be actin' so bougie
Bitch, kick rock with that stanky ass coochie
Could've turned you up, now you lookin' so stupid
Say you gon' kill me, well, nigga, get to it
You wanna bang, then, nigga, let's do it
You say you gangsta, well, nigga, let's prove it
F*ck all the haters, don't f*ck my music
Ain't chasin' no bitch, no, I'm not Cupid
Hang with them killers, this shit can get ruthless
Gotta check my temp, I might just lose it, ayy
You want the hoe, you can have the lil' bitch, ayy
Close that back door, cause your partner might snitch
He chasin' clout while I'm tryna get rich
Don't do all that dissin', got cracked with a stick
I'm out the way, but I stay in the mix
I'm the real reason your partner got hit
I'm the real reason them youngins gon' bliz
Doin all that talkin', but ain't did shit
Boy, you a bitch, riddle me this
How you a trapper and ain't never seen a brick?
Not one person, the whole gang lit
Don't need me a stylist to put on the fit
Real street nigga, I'm fresh as a bitch
She wanna f*ck cause she know I'm legit
Straight out the toilet, they know I'm the shit
F*ck nigga play, I'ma empty the clip
Walk down on feet, don't shoot out the whip
My niggas gon' creep, they do it for me
Stop all that dissin', go get back for three
Let's shoot a movie directed by me
Yeah, we the ones that put niggas on tees
I'ma uppin' this bitch and you better not freeze
Big booty bitch got her ass on her knees
Nut in her mouth make the bitch say cheese
I'm teachin' her manners, I make her say please
F*ck with mine, I'ma go on the street
Tellin' police, that ain't my cup of tea
Before I be dead, they gon' holla free me
I can get a nigga knocked off for the free
These niggas ain't real, better open your eyes, you'll see
My mama, she told me, you sew what you reap
But mama, I'm playin' for keeps
Bitch, I'm him, real P-pusher just can't label me simp
The way I be mackin', you'll think I'm a pimp
Baby, come over, let's shoot us a film
Let nigga play, we gon' cut off a limb
Don't need a bitch, just need me a M
Hate when a bitch be actin' so bougie
Bitch, kick rock with that stanky ass coochie
Could've turned you up, now you lookin' so stupid
Say you gon' kill me, well, nigga, get to it
You wanna bang, then, nigga, let's do it
You say you gangsta, well, nigga, let's prove it
F*ck all the haters, don't f*ck my music
Ain't chasin' no bitch, no, I'm not Cupid
Hang with them killers, this shit can get ruthless
Gotta check my temp, I might just lose it
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Bitch, I'm him, real P-pusher just can't label me simp
The way I be mackin', you'll think I'm a pimp
Baby, come over, let's shoot us a film
Let nigga play, we gon' cut off a limb
Don't need a bitch, just need me a M
Hate when a bitch be actin' so bougie
Bitch, kick rock with that stanky ass coochie
Could've turned you up, now you lookin' so stupid
Say you gon' kill me, well, nigga, get to it
You wanna bang, then, nigga, let's do it
You say you gangsta, well, nigga, let's prove it
F*ck all the haters, don't f*ck my music
Ain't chasin' no bitch, no, I'm not Cupid
Hang with them killers, this shit can get ruthless
Gotta check my temp, I might just lose it, ayy
You want the hoe, you can have the lil' bitch, ayy
Close that back door, cause your partner might snitch
He chasin' clout while I'm tryna get rich
Don't do all that dissin', got cracked with a stick
I'm out the way, but I stay in the mix
I'm the real reason your partner got hit
I'm the real reason them youngins gon' bliz
Doin all that talkin', but ain't did shit
Boy, you a bitch, riddle me this
How you a trapper and ain't never seen a brick?
Not one person, the whole gang lit
Don't need me a stylist to put on the fit
Real street nigga, I'm fresh as a bitch
She wanna f*ck cause she know I'm legit
Straight out the toilet, they know I'm the shit
F*ck nigga play, I'ma empty the clip
Walk down on feet, don't shoot out the whip
My niggas gon' creep, they do it for me
Stop all that dissin', go get back for three
Let's shoot a movie directed by me
Yeah, we the ones that put niggas on tees
I'ma uppin' this bitch and you better not freeze
Big booty bitch got her ass on her knees
Nut in her mouth make the bitch say cheese
I'm teachin' her manners, I make her say please
F*ck with mine, I'ma go on the street
Tellin' police, that ain't my cup of tea
Before I be dead, they gon' holla free me
I can get a nigga knocked off for the free
These niggas ain't real, better open your eyes, you'll see
My mama, she told me, you sew what you reap
But mama, I'm playin' for keeps
Bitch, I'm him, real P-pusher just can't label me simp
The way I be mackin', you'll think I'm a pimp
Baby, come over, let's shoot us a film
Let nigga play, we gon' cut off a limb
Don't need a bitch, just need me a M
Hate when a bitch be actin' so bougie
Bitch, kick rock with that stanky ass coochie
Could've turned you up, now you lookin' so stupid
Say you gon' kill me, well, nigga, get to it
You wanna bang, then, nigga, let's do it
You say you gangsta, well, nigga, let's prove it
F*ck all the haters, don't f*ck my music
Ain't chasin' no bitch, no, I'm not Cupid
Hang with them killers, this shit can get ruthless
Gotta check my temp, I might just lose it
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Writer: J Russell
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