Flair - A2, Octavian, Yxng Bane

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