Man I Got All the Flavor Bitches Say Im Delicious Lyrics

Song Info: Man I Got All the Flavor Bitches Say Im Delicious Song name is Wam sung by A$AP Ferg feat. MadeinTYO.

Man I Got All the Flavor Bitches Say Im Delicious Lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, yeah

And I got all the flavor b^^ches say I’m delicious
I’ma have all you motherf^^kers laying in ditches
I’ma kill all you rappers, I’ma aim with precision (Yeah)
They was rocking with your a^^ ’til they made a decision (Yeah, right)
All my friends making amends ’cause they know of my vision (Ooh)
A lot of entertainers crash, out the seat of collision
That stint to make the money, I was great at division
I’m finna take all your food and I’ma eat up the dishes (Ayy)

Everything up off the table, I’m starving (Huh, yeah)
See a n^^ga ball, Steve Harvey (Huh, right)
Going off the dome, no sharpie (Huh, yeah)
Working out looking like a barbie (Ken)
Better not redbone like Cardi (Huh)
Your watch her get smoked, Bob Marley (Huh, yeah)
This ain’t no game, no Atari (Huh, ooh ooh)
Lead, move a bed like it up from Darby (Huh)

1, 2, 3, she a pro with the neck (Wet)
1, 2, 3, 4, hoppin’ on a jet (Yeet)
Touchdown, NY, John on the way (Ooh)
Brown skin, light skin, she woke up today (Skrrt, that’s right)
Since I fly a lot (Ooh), Ferg tell Jacob that I need a watch (Bling-blaow)
You know the ones with the color, ice drops (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, money taking bets
Check, mama Cheerio, I’m hella fresh (Ooh, ooh)

And I got all the flavor b^^ches say I’m delicious (Yeah)
I’ma have all you motherf^^kers laying in ditches (Right)
I’ma kill all you rappers, I’ma aim with precision
They was rocking with your a^^ ’til they made a decision (Yeah, right)
All my friends making amends ’cause they know of my vision (Ooh)
A lot of entertainers crash, out the seat of collision
That stint to make the money (Yeah), I was great at division
I’m finna take all your food and I’ma eat up the dishes (Grr)

Just got the keys to the mansion (Huh, yeah)
Diamonds like Chris Brown dancin’ (Huh)
Went to rob my b^^ch, catch a tantrum (Huh, right)
Had to cut the golf car’s landing (Huh, right)
At Jay’s house on New Year (Huh)
Yammy just got the whole crew here (Huh, yeah)
Long live making gator shoes here (Huh, ooh ooh)
I swear this s^^t, feeling like a zoo here (Huh, right)

1, 2, 3, she a pro with the neck (Wet)
1, 2, 3, 4, hoppin’ on a jet (Yeet)
Touchdown, NY, John on the way (Ooh)
Brown skin, light skin, she woke up today (Skrrt, that’s right)
Since I fly a lot (Ooh), Ferg tell Jacob that I need a watch (Bling-blaow)
You know the ones with the color, ice drops (Skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, money taking bets
Check, mama Cheerio, I’m hella fresh

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