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letra de flower painter - camoflaw

(verse 1)
blue checks i’m verified
lil baby i ain’t nothing like them other guys
moving around i can turn you to a poltergeist
she loving on the boy, she certified
aye, and i don’t ever give a d-mn bout a hater man
you a grown-ass man, talking like a fan
spray the b-tch up, like a spray can
you gon be 6 feet deep, in the sand, man
lil clown ass b-tch, talking down on me
we gon find yo mans, riding round homie
you don’t really want the static, call u lil sony
i’m in the back of the benz, with the semi on me
new aventador, i don’t got that sh-t leased
pay it all in cash, like a top g
got yo lil snow bunny, giving sloppy toppy
she from the palisades, so she got a lot of money
i’m a good man, buy that b-tch a uber xl
i’m a freshman in college like its xxl
yeah i hate yo guts, but i don’t pray you go to h-ll
send a f-cken bomb, in yo motherf-cking mail
she can’t even walk, call me big d-ck p
imma leave the b-tch sprained like she need to see the e
in the bmw e30, riding round the city
when i’m cashing out at chase, imma need all 50s
imma need all 100s, and 50s, and 20s, maybe the 5s
i don’t need a 10, i already got mine
she tastes like wine, every time that we high
huh, off the za lil b-tch
off a lil eddy, i’m aroused lil b-tch
sh-t be kicking in in 30 mins lil b-tch
feelin crossfaded i’m lost lil b-tch
huh, huh, what you talking about
actin tough behind the screen got a closed mouth
you a whole netbanger, yeah you going south
imma smoke you like a pack, like a f-cken cloud
im in the back of the maybach, starstruck
yo b-tch giving top, i ain’t even cum
fake moaning ass b-tch, i ain’t even budge
in the stud its a lot of crips and bloods
we some real big steppers, you the f-cken rug
that’s a big 400, walking in the mud
these diamonds real shining like the f-cken sun
every day i’m fly, got a fitted on
aye, aye, got a fitted on
i’m too hot, touch me with the mittens on
always creaming on me, like a cinnabon
real diamonds, had you thinking i got glitter on
on a real note, i don’t like a netbanger
got yo cranium filled with the red lasers
and tell yo b-tch imma f-ck her later
then i cut the b-tch off, like gilette razors
my chain look like the f-cken power rangers
got it iced out, f-ck her like an hour later
but don’t get me wrong cause i’m not a hater
i’m invested in the kush, i’m a flower painter
(outro)
aye, i’m a flower painter
yes sir, yes sir, imma f-ck yo b-tch like an hour later

- camoflaw

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