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bankroll flow - flex lyrics

[intro: flex]

goldhaze on the beat iight

flex from the hunit you know what the f-ck going on know i dont say a lot

tang wit me dman wit me dan wit me tv wit me whole mobb in this b-tch man cheese what’s hatnin lil bro
o’s up hunit sh-t

[verse 1: flex]

aye there go what’s his name from hunit gang a hunit bang
20 deep a hunit chains
riding round back to back couple straps couple rats they love the gang
black rovers white rovers hoes know us 12 on us pull us over
bars right, cars right, mobb life, hard life, aiggght
flex got rolls on em hoes on em his on em yours on em yours on em
hit the bank grab a stack throw it on em pop moët and pour it on em
you ain’t real in that jam with your mans told on em folded on em
f-ck the judge f-ck the law free my mans drug dealin blows on em
10 toes all down real n-gga still in it still winning
still spending still k!llin got a n-gga that dont matter still hit it
hunit gang mobb boss richvision b-tch n-ggas quit snitching
wrist glisten b-tches kissin b-tches trippin wait a minute b-tch listen
man whole time this rap sh-t ain’t even bout sh-t
all i wanna do is count sh-t
ima blow up on em and get lost on they -ss , (get ghost)
i ain’t even gon announce sh-t
man these f-ck n-ggas don’t rap forreal, everybody on some clout sh-t
but i do this its been that way i been truth ain’t sh-t change but the outfit
you a f-ck n-gga boss up, money getting tossed up
you ain’t talking money then you lost us
i’ll let a n-gga talk tough, let a n-gga cross us?
h-ll naw get his -ss chalked up
3 cups and a fifth for me and my b-tch the third cup that’s for her buddy
they come off them clothes i f-ck on em both she hop on that d-ck and go dummy
i ain’t trippin’ on sh-t cuz i ain’t even rich more problems gon’ come wit more money
i don’t know what you do for your money
i just can’t be out here with no money
i ain’t nowhere near rich so i can’t take a nap til i’m wrapped innat paper like mummies (x2)
young flex, nice to meet ya. f-ck you want? a feature n-gga call plug
throw it up and watch it fall that’s all it take for these lil hoes to fall in love
sh-t be wild i don’t know they ain’t paying i don’t show f-ck they thought
had the nerve to hit the mall 100 dollars got d-mn what he bought

- flex lyrics

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