Flavas

[Intro]
CashMoneyAP

[Chrorus]
Aye, Yuh
I'm going up, like elevators, hey
I smoke 'lotta weed like I'm a meditator
I got lot's of green, yeah, I got lot's of paper
When yo' girl she talk to me, she say I got the flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
Yeah

[Verse]
I got lot's of flavor, I'm ballin' like a Laker
Please take out my stacks, you can see the paper
I don't fuck with bitches so you can see me later
And I don't want yo' bitch no more, I think you need to save her
I keep that rocket on me
N****s was plottin' on me
I'm on my grind like Tony
I keep bad bitches on me
Is it time, how to rhyme, how to ride
N****s mad at me I might pullup on you

[Chrorus]
Aye, Yuh
I'm going up, like elevators, hey
I smoke 'lotta weed like I'm a meditator
I got lot's of green, yeah, I got lot's of paper
When yo' girl she talk to me, she say I got the flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
I got lot's of flavor, I got lot's of flavor
Yeah