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flawless

I’m feelin' flawless
But you don’t know what you runnin' for
I’m feelin' flawless
Gucci flip-flops and Fendi wallets
Couple of I’m go flowin' down and rob a rocket
I can’t show no love to hoes, but, baby, you so gorgeous
And what you think about it if I paint this bitch golden?
Say you runnin' but you don’t know what you runnin' for
Say you love me, but you don’t know what you love me for
I can see you switchin' up, but now I don’t even need a score
You be fuckin' up, lil' baby, I’ma see you out the door
But you don’t know what you runnin' for
Runnin' for
I’m feelin' flawless
Gucci flip-flops and Fendi wallets
Couple of I’m go flowin' down and rob a rocket
I can’t show no love to hoes, but, baby, you so gorgeous
And what you think about it if I paint this bitch golden?
Say you runnin' but you don’t know what you runnin' for
Say you love me, but you don’t know what you love me for
I can see you switchin' up, but now I don’t even need a score
You be fuckin' up, lil' baby, I’ma see you out the door
I’m feelin' flawless
I’m feelin' flawless
Bitch, I’m choppin' up these, black Nissan like I’m Kratos
I’m a virtue, I’m like Nissan, deep persona like I’m
Fuckboys when they see Gekko slide the whip like Nakazoto
Bitch, I slide around the block, huh
In a night turbo pop, in a minute with the spot
Check my tank, that’s a lot, huh
Speed as sound, burning NOS
Swerve the ground,
Check the top,, I’ma get it
Jeans cut form the diamond, let the cop with a civic
Demons shrink when I’m shiftin'
'Cause I’m runnin' on these nighttime vibes in the city
Bitch, I’m flawless, need no solist, she a goddess
We go way back when we used to cool it back in August
Bitch, I’m lawless, Gekko stole this with my knowledge
make you fuckboys look like you play Unknowless
I’m feelin' flawless
Gucci flip-flops and Fendi wallets
Couple of I’m go flowin' down and rob a rocket
I can’t show no love to hoes, but, baby, you so gorgeous
And what you think about it if I paint this bitch golden?
I’m feelin' flawless
Gucci flip-flops and Fendi wallets
Couple of I’m go flowin' down and rob a rocket (I'm feelin' flawless)
I can’t show no love to hoes, but, baby, you so gorgeous
And what you think about it if I paint this bitch golden?