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Flex (feat. Juice WRLD)
Polo G
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Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (Hit-Boy) Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suite Flexin' with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss or my niggas goin' to I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to I just picked the Cuban up from wifey, bitch, these stones new Dolce & Gabbanas on my feet, these my favorite pair Got a lot to lose still can't be scared take it there I was in them slumps, shit get dreadful like some Haitain hair I come from that zoo, it's just cobras, pigs and apes in there 1300 block, bitch, I caught my last cases there Ain't no second chances in this shit , so we can't play it fair Fonem rack shit like a barber, Glock gon' knock off his facial hair Caught him lackin' in his whip, they tryna find his face in there Lil' hopped out, he stay on go, bitch, all he know is green light Let off shots with accuracy, show them what that beam like Posted 'bout that liqour store, sellin' what the fiends like Used to wake up in low income now I live a dream life Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suite Flexin' with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss or my niggas goin' to I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to I just picked the Cuban up from wifey, bitch, these stones new Bury me like a pharaoh, with this money is my go-to Keep a shooter and they tried to rob me, this the wrong tune I hit Johnny Dang and next to diamonds with the gold tooth The FN sing a song like it's the leader of a soul crew Don't come 'round here like weed friends who know I don't know you You know I got demons, allow me to show you Lately I been on a roll, yeah, show after show I know I'm makin' all the opps mad back home Been a while since I had to dial from the trap phone See you later alligator, quite a while crocodile, we gone Pray to God my money stay long, also pray for good aim When the Devil tryna go Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suite Flexin' with a hundred cash, look at what these songs do Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss or my niggas goin' to I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to I just picked the Cuban up from wifey, bitch, these stones new
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