Teflon Lyrics by G Herbo
Call me “Teflon”
Greet me like a don yea
Rocks baguettes on
Neck look like a pond yea
Ice my left arm
Patec my person yea
Drip check
You know I flex
You I got it on yea
Tell the little nigga step they shit up wanna be like me pay the fine
Hop out the v throw valet the key walk in with ski we don’t wait in line
Catch me VIP 20 freaks get everything free that’s all the time
Send me an 80 we going crazy you book me at least I could fuck off a dime
Rock VVs come straight out of mine
200 “G”s I’m fresh out of shine
Get dry clean I’m good with me iron
Ain’t never squeezed before he be lying
Can’t come see you hoe I be grinding
Scraping her knees I’m breaking her spine
Begging and pleading I keep declining
Before I tell her I need her I’m dying
Too turnt up can’t hear that chit chat
Lift weight bench press got no “six pack”
Louis V switch my fit I’m mismatched
Soon as we snatch you can’t get shit back
And I’m with savages fuck around get smacked
Little bro got 1 head but 6 hats
Riding with a mami
She Spanish
A hood bitch
Black and they both tryna split me Kit-Kat
Call me “Teflon”
Greet me like a don yea
Rocks baguettes on
Neck look like a pond yea
Ice my left arm
Patec my person yea
Drip check
You know I flex
You I got it on yea
Rock shit quick not long yea
We get in get gone yea
Put her in the mix it’s on yea
Leave your bitch at home yea
Then got rich off songs yea
I can’t do no wrong yea
4 nic hit break bones yea
It don’t care who strong yea
I’m a chandelier (Whistle)
Just on chrome heart I spend 100 grand a year (At least)
All the thots getting turnt up they standing on the chair
End of the night we drunk they playing “Truth Or Dare”
Want me pull her hair
When I’m lit don’t care
Really rich I swear
Switch at least a pair
All my whips is rare (Skrt)
Man this shit ain’t fair
Wanna be a millionaire
Come and sniff my air
I’m in a winning circle
Damn yo nigga square
Money everywhere
You little nigga embarrassing
Pull up watch ’em glare
Shit I’m in a McLaren
Take Botega steps
Seen you shop in clearance
5 figures for the fit that’s every thing I’m wearing
These two-thousand-dollar kicks when I’m just running errands
I had racks when I was a jit start taking care of my parents
Ain’t got no advance off rap but I live in a mansion uh
Call me “Teflon”
Greet me like a don yea
Rocks baguettes on
Neck look like a pond yea
Ice my left arm
Patec my person yea
Drip check
You know I flex
You I got it on yea
Rock shit quick not long yea
We get in get gone yea
Put her in the mix it’s on yea
Leave your bitch at home yea
Then got rich off songs yea
I can’t do no wrong yea
4 nic hit break bones yea
It don’t care who strong yea
