Flavor Paroles

She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor (Aw-away)
Wanna talk to me, she’s sippin’ on my flavor (Aw-away)
She didn't wanna talk to me, she’s sippin' on my flavor (Aw-away)
She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin’ on my flavor

She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
Now she wanna fuck on me 'cause she know I got paper
I don't need your company, but now that ho's a cater, uh
You can't get one up on me 'cause now I am a player
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money

She said she don't want me 'cause she think that I ain't patient
I been spilling flavor, baby, you gon' need a napkin
I'm not here for your loyalty or satisfaction
I'ma go and go get the green, a adding addict
You don't wanna love me, you just want my money
How you used to treat me, I just think it's funny Oh, I stand out, not a handout
Understand now, that I'm all 'bout money

She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
Now she wanna fuck on me 'cause she know I got paper
I don't need your company, but now that ho's a cater, uh
You can't get one up on me 'cause now I am a player
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money

She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
Wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
Now she wanna fuck on me 'cause she know I got paper
I don't need your company, but now that ho's a cater, uh
You can't get one up on me 'cause now I am a player
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
She don't wanna love me, she just want my money
[Non-Lyrical Vocals]
She didn't wanna talk to me, she's sippin' on my flavor
Now she wanna fuck on me 'cause she know I got paper
I don't need your company, but now that ho's a cater, uh
You can't get one up on me 'cause now I am a—
Now I am a—
Now I am a—
Now I am a—