Rich Gang

Rich Gang - Flava lyrics

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(Intro)

Yeah, yeah

Thugga Thugga my patna

Thugga Thugga my brotha

Hahahahahah (foreign)

We got London on this track

Rich Gang Nigga!

(Hook)

Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil nigga

Got more flex a nigga, note it eee

Where yo harden? I want pour it

I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)

And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me

And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so

And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?

I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy 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

Nigga pray it'd be a new conquer(?)

Long nose bout the flow, nigga, pull up out the door, nigga

Fuck and get a murder show

Been a hunter and a gunner, and a stunter, nigga 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 nigga, low key

Go five stars, nigga, ball like an OG

New cars, nigga, serve it like it's teleki'

Got a mill in em bitches, fuckin' niggas bitches

Iced out, fully loaded

100 mills still flippin'

Check a nigga digits, make a young nigga gun blow

Hot nigga, don't stop

Big money nigga gon' pop

One stop, get yo life torn up

Big money, bitches gon' luv ?

Flash class, for the money we dash

Fuck pass, how we did it outlast

(Hook)

Cop a Rollie, yes-I-Rolex and I pull up on that lil nigga

Got more flex a nigga, note it eee

Where yo harden? I want pour it

I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)

And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me

And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so

And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?

I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy 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 bitch I'm comin' ova 3 a.m. so she betta have her muthafuckin' clothes off (what?)

Wanna meet three of them, and ya know that I'm intelligent, bulla, I ain't bout to doze off

Lil nigga, you are sure walkin' with a limp, I ain't have sell work to beat two clothes off

Love shit to make me sleep, love Xan', love perky shit

(All these drugs got me throwed off)

(Verse 3)

I love my bitch, I can't go without her

Wanna give her a ?

I got a drone G, and the boy look jet like

I ain't tryna be what ya like, no I'm not

(I'm talkin' bout whip gun) Put it where that nigga bitch

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 ass like a diaper

Rippin' on my nigga like Mikey

I see shit before it happen like a psyche

Get yo bitch, don't want that broke hoe around me

And me and Thug still on the run so fuck 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 nigga

Got more flex a nigga, note it eee

Where yo harden? I want pour it

I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)

And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me

And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so

And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?

I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy 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 bitch 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 nigga, 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 shit

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

Fuck bitch, tough luck tryna play me

And a lil sorry I'm seein' yo baby

FIrst time since a real nigga 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 nigga

Got more flex a nigga, note it eee

Where yo harden? I want pour it

I'm like more energy, know this shit the bar, nigga, load it say (damn, nigga)

And the bitch, ya know ain't fuckin' and they suck it when they get inside the bed with me

And she fuckin' if I say so plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so

And we fuck em, we gon' pay em, how the fuck we gon' buy if we don't pay em?

I'mma come a week later, I'mma spread that pussy 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

Thanks to gmack8 for correcting these lyrics

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