Playboi Carti - Flex (FILP)
All of these bees, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these bees, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
I walk in the ban and I laugh (Ooh)
I walk in the ban and I laugh (Ooh)
I walk in the ban and I laugh (Ooh)
Ooh, ooh, walk with a bag (Ooh)
Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
Walk in the buildin', I flat on that boy
I flat on that boy with the bag (Ooh)
"Boy, where you get all of that cake?"
I got the bag (Ooh), ice on my will
Mama like, "Where you get this?"
I got her sad (Ooh), gave her a break
Then I gave her a lil' kiss (Ooh)
Yeah, I rock out in the six (six)
But nick, we fire, we spell
I'm takin' your sheet, you kidd (Ooh)
We really be ballin' sheet (Ooh)
I hat a lick, no kidd (Ooh)
I had a lick but no bee (Ooh)
She suit me up like a tik (Ooh)
Dan my way smell like a pit (Ooh)
He do that talkin', he sump (Ooh)
Dan that bee got a lil' see (Ooh)
I told that bee to come in
I told that bee to come in
All of these bees, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these bees, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
I walk in the ban and I laugh (Ooh)
I walk in the ban and I laugh (Ooh)
I walk in the ban and I laugh (Ooh)
Ooh, ooh, walk with a bag (Ooh)
Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
All of these nick, they maddy (Ooh)
Walk in the buildin', I flat on that boy
I flat on that boy with the bag (Ooh)
"Boy, where you get all of that cake?"
I guess you're not feelin' me
Not feelin' the energy
Baby girl, we can do plan A
Baby girl, we can do plan B
I walk in that bee, they playin' my sheet
Walk in that bee, eyes on the kicks
Walk in that bee, eyes on the fit
I look at your bee, then blow her a kiss (Mwah, ooh)
I got that juice in the coupe
Got a white bee like Yes
All of my nick, they full
Look at that boy, look at his juice
All of my nick, they bull
Louboutins blind in the booth (Ooh)
These nick, they lookin' like who?
My outfit just made the front page
Hop off the plane, I run to the stage (Yeah, ooh)
Your hole gettin' aid (Yeah, ayy)
She might come in late
I heard that your nick Atlanta
I heard that your nick LA
I heard that your nick a late