Lyrics NO FLAWS - Justin Rarri

Hmm yeah
No flaws on a bitch
Ballin' like I was a rockstar
With the spikes on my kicks
She want a little bit Dolce Gabana
Prettier than my bitch
That bitch she bougie
She wanna show me a new ting
She wanna fuck like the movie (hmm)
Better keep watchin' the movie (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She do not trust
Know a nigga got all these side bitches
On the top and he fuckin' on the bus, yeah
Brodie he dealin' with forty-five bitches
On the phone, every day another one, yeah
Every day another one, yeah
Lil' pimp ain't nothing but a bust, yeah
Knock at the door
I got the jewelry fallin', pick it up
Bad hoe, bad bitches
Out of the A, feelin' like I'm the richest
Bust at your noggin', turn you to a nick
Feelin' like I'm Medusa, controllin' your bitch
Mad hoes, mad niggas
Bro get the fuck right up out of my mentions
Chasin' my body, they see how I did it
Just fucked on your sister, I thought she was pretty
I'm a, nice guy, yeah
Yeah for sure (for sure)
She gon' fuck for the bread for sure (for sure)
That bitch suckin' the head to toe (toe)
I'ma get to the bread for sure (for sure)
Fill my pocket right up with a knot (with a knot)
Heard you fuckin' with regular thots (thots)
Never did give a fuck 'bout a opp
No flaws on a bitch
Ballin' like I was a rockstar
With the spikes on my kicks (yeah)
She want a little bit Dolce Gabana
Prettier than my bitch
That bitch she bougie
She wanna show me a new ting
She wanna fuck like the movie (hmm)
Better keep watchin' the movie (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She do not trust
Know a nigga got all these side bitches
On the top and he fuckin' on the bus, yeah
Brodie he dealin' with forty-five bitches
On the phone, every day another one, yeah
Every day another one, yeah
Lil' pimp ain't nothing but a bust, yeah
Knock at the door
I got my jewelry, fallin' pick it up
Holdin' my hand, tell her "Hold my dick, nigga, not my body" (my body)
Twenty-four karats (four karats)
Gotta nap on the dick, excited (excited)
All the money coming in exotic (exotic)
If you talking on the bro it's static
Make a nigga levitate like magic
I'ma chop a nigga up no carrot (no carrot)
Spend two, three bands, I'm poppin', yeah (yeah)
Bitch I don't fit in
Fuck a bitch that I like when I finish
Four thousand on top of the bed while I'm drillin'
She fuck with a hype baby, she tryna to fit in
That nigga move funny, he actin' real distant
Said he caught 'em lackin', but really he didn't
Say he got a blicky, we keepin' it real
Gotta watch out for the ones in your city
Never picked up none of my calls, you leavin' me all alone
Got a new bad bitch with no flaws, I'm callin' her red bone
Fine with the bread, I just dead hoes
Really I just like to stay alone
Play with a stick and a draco, yeah (oh, oh)
No flaws on a bitch
Ballin' like I was a rockstar
With the spikes on my kicks
She want a little bit Dolce Gabana
Prettier than my bitch
That bitch she bougie
She wanna show me a new ting
She wanna fuck like the movie (hmm)
Better keep watchin' the movie (yeah, yeah, yeah)
She do not trust
Know a nigga got all these side bitches
On the top and he fuckin' on the bus, yeah
Brodie he dealin' with forty-five bitches
On the phone, every day another one, yeah
Every day another one, yeah
Lil' pimp ain't nothing but a bust, yeah
Knock at the door
I got my jewelry fallin', pick it up (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)