Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flair , by - A2. Release date: 06.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Flair |
| Ay, ay |
| If you got a problem |
| You should’ve solved it |
| I had some problems |
| That was some more shit |
| Now I got some options |
| I hope they know this |
| I pray everyday now |
| Surrounded by vultures |
| I laugh everyday now |
| I see some jokers |
| Foot off the brake now |
| I need a chauffeur |
| I need some space now |
| Flash by the orchard |
| Made that money come home |
| I make it stay around |
| Lovin' us |
| Double touch |
| In and out |
| Double Deutch |
| Now you want fuck with us |
| I need a house by the shores |
| I need a ounce when I’m bored |
| I might link three up in Brix |
| Then we go North in the porsche |
| Pour out the drink on the floor |
| Usually I make it count |
| But I’m tryna live for tomorrow |
| Yeh, we be the GOAT’s |
| Go check the scores (nigga go check the scores) |
| She make it clap |
| Don’t need a round of applause |
| Secure the bag |
| Secure the bag |
| No we ain’t new to this shit nigga |
| Step up on the spot, have em goin' mad |
| Money in the bank, yeh that’s automatic |
| Bitch, we just secure the bag |
| You can tell by rocks ya drop, drop top, spot |
| Nigga too much flair |
| E gang, ezzi gang, to the death |
| Caught your girl here |
| Push it to the left |
| in his show then there’s nothing left |
| Took the venue, fam there’s nuttin der |
| Young nigga came out the bando |
| A nigga move swift (ye a nigga move swift) |
| Chattin' to you didn’t understand though |
| Look at all these bands, woah |
| So far ahead but yano these man blow like a man’s already blown |
| Ay hold your breath |
| It’s been time since I |
| Cah us man be up, and nigga go red when they see us |
| Young nigga came out the bando |
| A nigga move swift |
| I skrt with my bitch, I’m on six |
| Skrt with my bitch I’m on dizz |
| Like follow, follow the leader |
| Can’t fuck with me or A either, I’m making that |
| Cah no one ain’t see us |
| But no one ain’t see us |
| Pour out the drink on the floor |
| Usually I make it count |
| But I’m tryna live for tomorrow |
| Yeh, we be the GOAT’s |
| Go check the scores (nigga go check the scores) |
| She make it clap |
| Don’t need a round of applause |
| Secure the bag |
| Secure the bag |
| No we ain’t new to this shit nigga |
| Step up on the spot, have em goin' mad |
| Money in the bank, yeh that’s automatic |
| Bitch, we just secure the bag |
| You can tell by rocks ya drop, drop top, spot |
| Nigga too much flair |
| I’m on the same road that hoes in |
| You ain’t blown, you blow your trumpet |
| I still wash the plates at my mums crib |
| Then I park my plate where my mum lives |
| Ooh, I-I-I-I've got selfridges when I’m indoors |
| You ain’t seen the key, you were trapped home |
| Can’t even back your tool |
| Kill like a back bone |
| Ooh, I sleep comfy in my sheets |
| I make money in my sleep |
| You ain’t a GOAT boy you a sheep |
| Baaa, even when my shit does leak |
| It can snort that |
| Cah it flows to the charts like air first suite |
| Took off a gang and me |
| I’m skinny but you see I eat |
| Now you told me who’s thirsty |
| Singing nigga got your wifey tapped |
| She’s seen my water, I C E |
| They pop guns when there on beats |
| I’m the one who does pop and there on me |
| I ain’t talking 'bout the females this time |
| NWA boy fucks us |
| Secure the bag |
| Secure the bag |
| No we ain’t new to this shit nigga |
| Step up on the spot, have em goin' mad |
| Money in the bank, yeh that’s automatic |
| Bitch, we just secure the bag |
| You can tell by rocks ya drop, drop top, spot |
| Nigga too much flair |