Lyrics Flings N Things - Reese Laflare

Flings N Things

I came out the garden
Check my carats, I got lettuce
Dressed like a salad, I got dressing, I got fetta
Got a thing for bad bitches, I think it’s just a fetish
I’m a envelope, she wanna lick me, I’ma let her
Little red Corvette, she go zoom, I might wreck
Stop jumpin' to conclusions, come and jump inside this Benz
She wanna get even, I wanna get in
Ride me like a ferris wheel, I need another spin
I’ll admit, I got it bad
Make a nigga spend his cash
She the best I ever had
Slow it down, don’t go fast
Come and slide on my bed
Lost some feelings from the past
Got some ice to freeze my heart, nigga no cap
Quarter, take it, Richard Mille on me, that’s a fact
Take it,
My nigga, relax
I came out the garden
Check my carats, I got lettuce
Dressed like a salad, I got dressing, I got fetta
Got a thing for bad bitches, I think it’s just a fetish
I’m a envelope, she wanna lick me, I’ma let her
Little red Corvette, she go zoom, I might wreck
Stop jumpin' to conclusions, come and jump inside this Benz
She wanna get even, I wanna get in
Ride me like a ferris wheel, I need another spin
This ain’t a new thing, you not just a new fling
Wintertime, cuffin', summer time, fuckin'
Moanin' like a slow dance, she just want some romance
Walk in, light it up, Billy Jean, on the scene
I’m a bad motherfucker, on my Billy Bob Thornton
Past 11, fuck 12, 13 carats, watch 'em glisten
I’m in my lane, time to switch it
Come here boo, blow me kisses
Left my dick a paint job, she licked it and her lips
I came out the garden
Check my carats, I got lettuce
Jet like a salad, I got dresses, I got fetti
Got a thing for bad bitches, I think it’s just a fetish
I’m a envelope, she wanna lick me, I’ma let her
Little red Corvette, she go zoom, I might wreck
Stop jumpin' to conclusions, come and jump inside this Benz
She wanna get even, I wanna get in
Ride me like a ferris wheel, I need another spin