Paris Frankco - Flavor Lyrics

Talkin bout yo sauce well f*ck yo sauce i got the flavor
(That Flavor)
She said that she called me i dont answer im to busy
(No time)
I stay in the cut its to much drama in my city
(Stay back)
Never trust a nigga that run his mouth like he a bitch
(Snake)
I stay with my board i skate on yo bitch like im tony

He claim he yo brother but he hating cuz you made it
(The fake)
I walk in the room i smell these niggas they to fishy
(Opp)
Its a natural mean mug and i fear nun of you niggas

Plz dont call phone if i am sleepin that shit blow me
If i say im busy plz dont text like a dummy
Copy paste ass niggas try to steal the wave i see it
Bitch dont touch my hair with them booty ass fingers
Pussy ass niggas think i want they f*ckin bitch
If that was the case she would be suckin on my dick
Try to be a friend so u can get some f*ckin info
I aint sayin shit you pussy ass nigga i aint no opp
I remember days i use to put niggas to sleep
Now niggas be shooting cuz they cant fight they so sweat
With me and my niggas aint no fair ones in the streets
So u can bring one gun i have my niggas shoot at yo feet
I dont smoke no weed i really should cuz i be trippin
Bitches piss me off puttin they nose in my business
VANILLA on the beat this bitch so crispy like a patty
Bitches call me nasty but they love to call me daddy

It's go kill you dead if u lay in bed
I don't f*ck wid Feds they go take my head
Broke another stove I need pots again
This another story bout a trappa next

I hate all the niggas that be faking like they got shit
Posting on the gram like they ballin but they broken
If i ever buy sum ice bet you wont snatch it you ain't stupid
Run up in yo spot kill yo BM and take yo children