Lyrics for Flaws by Juice WRLD :
[Intro]
999, 999 hoe
G Money we getting money right
Ya dig

[Chorus]
She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws
That b*tch know that I’m a boss
I’ma catch like Randy Moss, aye
I ain’t ever off, yeah
All I do is floss, yeah
Double G my outfit, cause it cost to be the boss
Racks up, racks up
I don’t f*ck with nobody I hate y’all
I’m a killer at heart, like Adolf
Boy that sh*t dead, like Nate Dogg
Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce
Migos in the trap, like Takeoff
Big guns, they’ll take yo face off
Can’t see these f*ck n*ggas like Ray Charles

[Verse 1]
A hunnid bands, spend all that sh*t
She looked at my whole team, then f*cked on them
He say he want smoke
We’ll up on him, and we’ll bust at them
They don’t want no static
Rock my choker, and tote my ratchet
Do a drill, listenin’ to Lenny Kravitz
Off a pill, I dunk Shaquille
Tight jeans, bank rolls for sex appeal

[Chorus]
She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws
That b*tch know that I’m a boss
I’ma catch like Randy Moss, aye
I ain’t ever off, yeah
All I do is floss, yeah
Double G my outfit, cause it cost to be the boss
Racks up, racks up
I don’t f*ck with nobody I hate y’all
I’m a killer at heart, like Adolf
Boy that sh*t dead, like Nate Dogg
Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce
Migos in the trap, like Takeoff
Big guns, they’ll take yo face off
Can’t see these f*ck n*ggas like Ray Charles

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
She in love with my flaws, put Versace on my draws
That b*tch know that I’m a boss
I’ma catch like Randy Moss, aye
I ain’t ever off, yeah
All I do is floss, yeah
Double G my outfit, cause it cost to be the boss
Racks up, racks up
I don’t f*ck with nobody I hate y’all
I’m a killer at heart, like Adolf
Boy that sh*t dead, like Nate Dogg
Say you want beef trouble, like Steak Sauce
Migos in the trap, like Takeoff
Big guns, they’ll take yo face off
Can’t see these f*ck n*ggas like Ray Charles