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flex - sylvy lyrics

uh b*tch i’m flexin’ on y’all n*ggas
uh yeah
flex flex flex
i got gold all on my t**th n*gga

ima real dope boy, air maxes on my feet
young n*gga and i know a couple n*ggas in the streets
b*tch i’m ridin’ wit’ the chopper and the chopper on the seat
and if you playin’ wit’ a n*gga you get bullets full of heat
and ima young flexin’ n*gga i got gold up on my t**th
and i got the streets on lock b*tch you know i got the key
man i grew up on d road now i stay in sangaree
and hit it front the back like 808s up on the beat
n*gga i can never cap, n*gga i can never lie
if i pull up on these n*ggas then these n*ggas finna die
if you try to take my chain n*gga that’s a suicide
cause you know you finna die
b*tch i open up the fire
b*tch i’m shootin’ wit’ the nine
lookin’ through my third eye
red dot, greed beam but i aim it for your guy
and these b*tches wanna f*ck on me cause n*gga i’m that guy
and i be swimming in that p*ssy n*gga i’m scuba dive
b*tch i’m sippin’ on that lean while you sippin’ on that beer
and you know i got my diamonds n*gga and they lookin’ clear
and you know i got my diamonds colder than a polar bear
she like it when i hit it from the back i’m pullin’ on her hair, uh
b*tch i like to shop cause i be spendin’ all these bands
all these n*ggas sleepin’ like they just took a xan
money falling out my pocket b*tch i need a rubber band
get the gat, get the gat, b*tch i’m finna make ya dance
and i got your b*tch wanna blow a n*gga like she lance
uh, no stephenson n*gga
b*tch i pull up wit’ the glock and i just might pull the trigger
and all these n*ggas wanna talk that sh*t but my stack look bigger
phsswhoo
b*tch i’m feelin’ great
tony the tiger no tiger, you a boy
i’m a f*cking father figure
and i’m still sippin’ water like some f*ckin’ liquor
you know d*mn well that i been a baller
i’m up top and i’m taller
ima get the guap yeah guala
lookin’ at em’ slippin’ ima have to give em’ caution signs
yes i got my chakras lines up like align a line
you know i get to the bank
ima get everything
i do not care what you say
might as well just tell me happy birthday cause i get cake
like a female man you too weak to be a male you a sh*m*l*
fly city shipping to your house like mail
and i don’t know what you be talkin’ bout’ if you can’t show me
always tryna text me up but you can’t even show up
i can sense your energy and that sh*t just be low up
like phsswhoo b*tch i’m wit’ the crew
and i’m way too smooth like a criminal
yeah i know some people and they soo woo but i’m neutral
and i’m up top like i flew
uh, phsswhoo

- sylvy lyrics

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