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flex time - nate gucci lyrics

[intro]
yo, this song goes out to all the haters
listen up
nate gucci up in here, flex time
lets go

[verse 1]
yo i’m flexing hard, you better keep up son
got that gucci on my back, bro you can’t even afford a shack
got my swag on fleek with that versace on my feet
yo i’m always turning heads when i walk down the street
i buy louis, gucci, hugo, armani, versace like a toy
chewing up these fat stacks like its chips ahoy
haters call me fake, they just jealous they can’t relate
they’ll keep sucking on their vapes while they fail to skate
started from the bottom now we’re at the top
y’all find it perplexing
boy i came out of nothing, that’s why i’m always flexing
haters hating out of envy, it’s kinda sada
bro you smell like weed, you know i smell like prada
all these haters they be jealous of every thing that i own
bro don’t look at this medusa or she’ll turn you into stone
yo i’m climbing up this ladder, i gotta make it known
if it was a compet-tion, bro you know i’ll always pwn
yo i’m always looking clean, i just gotta pivot
hop out my bm machine, you got that honda civic
flexing is a lifestyle, ya gotta live it
when it comes to dishing out the swag, i always bring it
yo

[chorus]
this is my flex time
this is, this is my flex time, b
this is my flex time
this is, this is my flex time, yo
this is my flex time
this is, this is my flex time, b
this is my flex time and you can’t compete

[verse 2]
when i walk in the boutique
yo i’m looking too sleek and that’s doubled when i finish my sesh
yo i know you be frowning
cause i’m gucci down and bro y’all still be wearing joe fresh
spent five racks on a suitcase, bought it like it’s gravel
funny thing is i don’t even travel
don’t know what to do with my money
so i bought a gucci scarf for my bunny
when i’m stocking up on these brands, i just gotta pillage
boy i’m spending grands, you shop at value village
got that lv ’round my waist
yo i buy ’em all with haste
you don’t even wear a belt cause bro you got no fashion taste
y’all keep trying to put me down but i’m ten times higher
yo i’m basically your king, you better call me sire
i’m changing levels like an arcade
you be stayn’ on the ground like a barricade
y’all keep trying to get bigger
buddy’s got a lion on his finger
yo i flex so hard i bend sp-ce-time just like spaghettus
bro you know i’m looking fresher than that iceberg lettuce
from hugo boss to lacoste, my flexing always shines
bro you know my jacket’s worth more than you yo friends combined
yo
it’s my time to shine, so quiet on the set
i bought this crocodile like it’s my freaking pet
my swag is getting bigger that’s a promise not a threat
let me flex that in your mind so you never forget
yo

[outro]
yuh
we out

- nate gucci lyrics

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