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Flawlëss

by Yeaton Lyfë

On “Flawlëss,” Yeat enlists frequent collaborator Lil Uzi Vert for an up-tempo track where the two boast their “flawless” lifestyles.

The snippet of this track surfaced on Instagram in April 2022. Yeat later… Read More [Intro: Sharedatbitchlikeapizza & Nolovejroc]

Yeah

Out here thuggin', my boy

How many money chains you made, jit?

Shit, sixty-five, you heard me?

Hold on, what your money on your shoes for?

That mean I walk to the money

Damn

You know what I'm sayin'?

Money on my watch, that mean time is money

Money on my phone, that mean I talk to the money (Yeah)

Money on my chain, that mean the money hang with me (Oh, really?)

Money on my hat, that mean money on my mind

Money on my Kool-Aid, that mean my money sweet

Oh, yeah, G, what the-what is on your, uh, shades for?

Shades, that mean I see the money, you heard me?

Out here thuggin', you feel me? Just chillin'

Sixty-five money chains on my neck, oh, yeah

Out here thuggin', you know what I'm saying? Chillin'

Sharedatbitchlikeapizza, you heard me?

(BNYX)

[Chorus: Yeat]

You don't exist

Take a Perc' in the Tonka, that's it

Money swollen like cyst, huh

They done put faith in the kid, huh

Got a Bentley Mulsanne in my hangar

The big body peel off the road, watch it spin (Woo)

I'm the one, got a million dollars

I doubled that shit, then I tripled again

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]

Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah

Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]

Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah

Buffy the Vampire Slayer with these Cartiers (Cartier)

Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Even though she is in love, I am still heartless, yeah (Heartless, yeah)

Mixed up the party pack, popped like a molly

I was that fresh young nigga rockin' Marni

Young nigga, yeah, I'm raw like Maaly (Ha, ha, Maaly)

Yeah, I'm so raw, I don't even use a condom (I don't use a what?), I'm sorry

When I play golf, only time for a par

Audemar watch cost me a new car (Hah)

Marry my bitch and I treat her like Marge

Shuzoes my sneaker and I still take the bars

Yeah, shoutout my twizzy

This Percocet right here, this shit got me dizzy

When life give you lemons, then crush that, it's Simply

Niggas, they rats, they like mice, they like Minnie and Mickey

Rock Balenciaga on Dickie

I got two stupid ass Glocks and it came with the switch

And I named they ass Ren and Lil' Stimpy

I was the one that was handlin' business

I was just mixin' the Perky with Bennie

I was the one that was pushin' the limit (I was the one)

Run up the numbers like it was a scrimmage

Ran up the bands on you broke-ass niggas

Ran up them ba-a-ands (Where yo' bands?)

I got them racks all in my own pants

You niggas fa-a-ans (Fuck yo' fans)