Tan - let it flow

I do not need ya
Yeah, fuck ya!
I do not need ya, uh
Yeah, uh
I do not need ya, huh
I do not need ya

I do not need ya, and
I gotta re-up, and
Fuck up the beat, duh
I will not cheat ya
I do not need ya, and
I gotta re-up, and
Fuck up the beat, duh
Seen, yeah $tan

These pussy boys cannot tell me shit
Heating up, 60 on Celsius, uh
Niggas was selling bricks
Yo money funny, Chapelle type skit
These niggas fiends, they was made from Vendetta
She want me, sadly, cuz I do it better
Not in a court, so this ain't a subpoena
I need my cheese up, I won't kick my feet up

I do not need ya, and
I gotta re-up, and
Fuck up the beat, duh
I will not cheat ya
Lying hoe, big nose, Pinocchio
Shoot her block while I'm blasting Let It Go
Chasing racks, you know that I've been on go
Love it or hate it, you gon' let it flow

Life ain't sublime
Seek for divine rights
I might shut it down
Cuz religion is Vine (Father, forgive me)
I'm on this shit, can't nobody catch my time
With my robochick, call that hoe X-J9
I'm finna rock this, um
I need a biopic
Lonely nigga, fuck that squad shit
Squished burgers, bitch, we can squash this

Two friends wanna date me
Dimes, not Katie and Sadie
Said they wanna fuck the same meat
I won't fall into their ways G
Why, cuz they see it in me
"We'll make it out if we gold dig this king!"
They won't ever help me
They'll just follow me cuz I'm the remedy
Hoes don't even like me
They just like the green I'll make from melodies
Gotta find my own queen
Sadly, she won't be from my home team
So

I do not need ya, and
I gotta re-up, and
Fuck up the beat, duh
I will not cheat ya
I do not need ya, and
I gotta re-up, and
Fuck up the beat, duh
I will not cheat ya

I will not cheat ya
Hmm, I will not cheat ya
I will not cheat ya
Hmm

Written by:
Tristan Brooks

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