Flavors - Demrick, Dizzy Wright, Euroz

We got them flavors, put 'em in a paper

We burnin' backwoods down to our fingers

Flavors

So many flavors

Flavors

So many flavors

Time is changin', we ain’t with them jokes

They used to listen to 'em when he spoke

All eyes on you but what you gon' do to be different with all these results?

Dumpin' the bag, rappin' these circles around 'em but won’t let me jump in and

splash

This should be against the law, I already know I’m a God, don’t talk out’cho ass

Take out the trash, this is rotation to us

I ain’t been patient enough

I waited but this shit come natural to me

I’m fallin' back from the meat and the dairy and cheese and the shit that we

really don’t need

Call up your radio plugs and tell 'em about the Dizzy O. G

Malonate 'em with my vitamin D

How you think you gon' get higher than me?

Back to back a site to see 'cause I ain’t never seen it

You sound like a psycho to me but I swear I’m one of them ones

I really do this when twistin' up flavors of rasta without the Jamaican drums

That just full of power blowin' ghost, you can barely puff it with your baby

lungs

We got them flavors, put 'em in a paper

We burnin' backwoods (We burn some of the weed over here, man) down to our

fingers (We know everybody, nigga)

Flavors

So many flavors (We done tried it all)

Flavors (You know what it is)

So many flavors

Ooooh