Video Flawless de Ajayvis 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ajayvis - Flawless Lyrics

[Chorus]
Flawless
Back in the slums still serving plates
Lawless
We take his top off broad day
Life lit, we livin' like GTA
Smoking on backwoods in the Bando, fuck a backdoor
So swerve in the motherfucking Honda
Young nigga spending a check
Feeling like young don dada, no, I can't settle for less
I took the jet out from LA to London
Sky high private sex
Stacking money as tall as a mountain
Flooded the petty patek, no

[Verse 1]
Spending it up got me mad hoe, got me hot as a bitch like Diablo Come with the money if you wanna talk, I gotta pop me a tag hoe They wonder how you keep winnin', well baby, I don't got a limit, ouh, yea
Sorry, I don't got a minute, been working to spending a milli, ouh, yea
Noh, Dee Dee Ahh
Fill up the fill of my pocket, uh
Light up the night got the socket
Put a million in the floorboard, you could say I joined the illuminate
He a villain like a Warlord, I'm a demon in a human body

[Chorus]
Flawless
Back in the slums still serving plates
Lawless
We take his top off broad day
Life lit, we livin' like GTA
Smoking on backwoods in the Bando, fuck a backdoor
So swerve in the motherfucking Honda
Young nigga spending a check
Feeling like young don dada, no, I can't settle for less
I took the jet out from LA to London
Sky high private sex
Stacking money as tall as a mountain
Flooded the petty patek, no
[Verse 2]
Pickin' up money, mo' hunnids live like GTA
Smokin' on reefer like God
Poppin' the champagne broad day
Ridin' the Limousine, with a cup of lean, I don't feel my heart rate
Poppin' another bean, I'm a live fein, livin' like it's yo' last day
Oh, this shit not easy, gettin' too busy to meet you, I'll see you later
All that talk you dreamin', you gotta put in the meanin', turn it to paper
1,2,3 I beat it, I'ma show you how to clean it, feelin' amazing
All this shit get easy, coming from out of the region, one of the greatest
Spending it up got me mad hoe, got me hot as a bitch like Diablo Come with the money if you wanna talk, I gotta pop me a tag hoe They wonder how you keep winnin', well baby, I don't got a limit, ouh, yea
Sorry, I don't got a minute, been working to spending a milli, ouh, yea

[Chorus]
Flawless
Back in the slums still serving plates
Lawless
We take his top off broad day
Life lit, we livin' like GTA
Smoking on backwoods in the Bando, fuck a backdoor
So swerve in the motherfucking Honda
Young nigga spending a check
Feeling like young don dada, no, I can't settle for less
I took the jet out from LA to London
Sky high private sex
Stacking money as tall as a mountain
Flooded the petty patek, no