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letra de flex gang cypher - flex entertainment

[intro: lil kori da fine$$e kidd]
what’s poppin’, brothers?
it’s your boy, kori again
i just joined flex gang today
so we just gonna drop a little bit, we gonna drop a bar verse for, like, the flex gang cypher
you already know what the f-ck’s going on
[?] and all that good sh-t, n—a
ay, ay, ay, ay

[verse 1: lil kori da fine$$e kidd]
flex entertainment, we back in this b-tch
f-ck with your ho, she suck on my d-ck
kick-kicking this sh-t like hurricane g
my homie ate me up, and sucked on my jizz
the hentai bandit, i like to eat booty
i’m kissing my homies, i swear i’m not fruity
can’t f-ck with her, she got [?] and cooties
[?] that b-tch, [?]
she on her knees, and she giving me top
hop out the cooper, i skrrt out the lot
can’t f-ck with her, that nеw b-tch a thot
cook it, whip it, i’m in the kitchen
thesе n—-s cappin’, i see it, i feel it
got clothes like bananas, you know i’m gon’ peel sh-t
i got [?], this sh-t way too mean
yo, pass it to henjin, that n—a’s [?]
[verse 2: lil henjin]
oh my god, i’m on the beat
i got your b-tch on my motherf-cking meat
i am so white, just like a sheet
flex gang, flex gang, we bringing the heat
lola bunny just gave me the cheese
i’m in a relationship, so i don’t cheat
i got your b-tch, on her knees
mickey mouse, i’m rolling in cheese
i’m on her page, just like a meme
fetty, fetty, i need the cream
how the f-ck you ‘posed to f-ck with my team?
40 on the waist, rick ross jeans
i’m f-cking mystikal, i’m making her scream
henjin, you thought you hot, but you’re just pretending
yeah, they still on my [?]
i f-ck your b-tch on a motherf-cking friday
you can’t touch me, like [?]
i got your b-tch getting drunk like it’s [?]
i got the buzz; lightyear
i’m f-cking your b-tch in my nightgear
i go off of the beat, i dissappear…
…then i reappear
i got the game, just like a tear
i am the goat, so i don’t care
they showing ass, ain’t showing fear
i f-ck my sister, because i am weird
i’m on your face, just like a beard
oh my god, the beat is seared
nick, i got your b-tch on my d-ck
she ain’t going nowhere, like it’s a rape
i don’t need to take no break
i fist a nun with a rake
next one to go, give it all that it takes
[interlude: payden mcknight]
uh, so, henjin added an extra bar to his verse
hi, my name is payden
i have an eye fetish and i’m dating my dog!
ay!

[verse 3: payden mcknight]
we be in flex gang, little boy!
jump up and down, homie, let’s make some noise
sorry, i had to hop on the mic, boy
i’m the hidden gem of flex, i’m a kelloggs toy
ay, all of my boys drip like water
i stole your girl, i’m mcknight in shining armor
i’m dragging these nuts on her face, like a slaughter
my hoe’s kinda fire, she’s instantly hot
i’m spitting a nine faster than a [?]
i’m tryna get a nut on her face, like a squirrel
but she move too slow, slower than a [?] turtle
so i shove it up her ass, make it mr. hands for her
i’m like the man, so i hopped on this beat
you’re smellier than lunchables, like a 3rd grader eats
i’m fly like a [?], making these beats
they independent, made this beat, when they see me in the streets!
i’m switching that p-ssy, like caviar with a tonic
she throw it back, like [?]
your girl smells like a squash from the ghetto farmer’s market
she’s like mr. wright, ’cause she’s very bad at phonics
you think you’re so special, with your cut so fresh
you’re as bad as hood guy, go fix up that nest!
i’m like wii sports, packaged in with the rest
like i’m lil mosquito, b-tch, i am the best
yeah, i’m a king, you’re just a t-rd
she fling on my c-ck, like it’s angry birds
you better watch out when saying those words
make sure to use the rubber like it’s cheese curds!
estoy bien, como si amo!
sorry sir, i do not speak burrito
you think you’re so cute, but you’re bars are not neato
you’re like mc icy, as cheesy as a cheeto
[verse 4: lil toy yoda]
b-tch, you’re sus like payden mcknight
b-tch, i make you fly, like a kite, a’ight
shout out kendrick, we gon’ be alright
f-cking on your b-tch, and we s-x all night
f-cking on your b-tch, she know she gon’ please me
rapping on the beat, man, it’s just too easy
don’t know how to spell, b-tch, she got [?]
she play with my b-lls like a cot and [?]
b-tch, i do not give a f-ck, you gon’ duck
when i aim at your truck, i gon’ pull out this chopper
your b-tch is fat, yeah, she filled up with gas
we gon’ aim at your hat like you’re biggie [?]
b-tch, i don’t care about nothing
if we see you fronting, my gang, we gon’ f-ck on your mama, ooh
aahhhhh!!!!!
sorry ’bout that, there’s a bee in the booth
shout out mosquito, and shout out lil joof
f-cking your b-tch, and she make me go “ooohhhh!!!!”
b-tch, look at my b-tt like i was scooby-doo
that b-tch is british, you know i’m a sh-gger
b-tch, call me [?], they pulling my swagger
b-tch, i got green, like a grocery store bagger
f-ck [?], he ain’t got no swagger!
sorry i yelled, i got a bit angry
i’m causing hurricanes, you call me [?]
f-ck on your b-tch, you know she give me brainy
is that big ben? nah, b-tch, that’s my [?]
#girlbossgaslightgatekeep
shout out nirvana, your b-tch finna rape me
whip out toy yoda, ain’t talking mercedes
shout out to payden, he sus like dababy

[verse 5: lil hershey squirt]
my name is hershey, you probably know me
i’m with the doctor, she sipping a [?]
your b-tch got a tiny mouth, can’t even blow me
b-tch, i’m a god, you can never get close to me
p-ssy be feeding me, it be some groceries
driving my whip, but an old lady told on me
hershey the greatest, and that’s how it’s ‘posed to be
jesus, you sad, [?]
you know i be smoking, no pressure, like grandma
f-cked that b-tch, said i filled her box like santa
she live with her nana, her man from montana
i’m sippin’ on xanax, with strawberry fanta
roly got diamonds, they mess with my t–th
p-ssy be fishy, that sh-t gon’ queef
make her move in, yeah, with your baby mama
meet at that emergency, [?]
driving that saucer, i take her to mars
stupider, stupider, i get candy bars
pluto be lacking, her album was mid
you b-tch has sucked on my d-ck, sick
dropping a sour patch kid, sh-tty
met that b-tch in australia, sydney
l-b– tasting like skittles, i’m telling riddles
while i’m drinking 60 a piece
l!cking her toes, i’m the eater of feet
john cena’s washed up, he’s got tiny meat
it takes me 17 seconds to skeet
that b-tch a -beep-, make her p-ssy bleed
p–p in the toilet, i don’t even wipe
whip it out at her, she rinsing my pipe
dancing like scooby, i’m [?]
-plop- that was a pee she had in her tights

[verse 6: lil mosquito disease]
it’s about strive, it’s about power
we stay hungry, we devour
put in the work, put in the hours
my d-ck get shorter, yeah
i’m in the game, and i’ll never stop
burn these bars in the air, like i was a mop
not on the grind, yo ass get shot
[?] motherf-cker, [?]
’21 was mid, but i’m back again
i’m your motherf-cking father, he ran
y’all fell off so hard, need some oxygen
d-ck get presidential, george washington
[?], call me [?]
i’m like yung lambo, but i pull up in a benz
two-faced ho, call me harvey dent
music so stale, call you white bread
drop it like osama back in 2001
hoes can’t even rap, all ya do is [?]
[?], please drop another actually good album
shout out to my homie, jake, drop [?]
[?], singing me grace
throw your ass to the window, call you mace
[?], all you do is hate
do surgery on your ass, call you a grape
f-cking your eardrums, call it earrape
don’t ask, ho, i just take
taking over 2022
she calling me honey like winnie pooh
this song is so f-cking trash

[verse 7: hood guy]
racks on the table, got syrup, no maple
if i had a movie, it would be fresh rotten tomato
i play with these guns, you playing with playdough
i do this for fun, but i’m still gon’ stay, though
at the top
you know i got a lot, get money
like a doctor, i give you the shot
net worth so high, i could buy a robot
and i’m so smart, i don’t even lose brain cells when i smoke pot
cook you alive in a smoke pot
i ain’t gon’ stop
i drive a lambo, you wait for the bus stop, ay

[verse 8: yung lambo]
i love drinking pee
call me lil pinecone, cooking pee
got all the racks, shout out rick ross
every night, i smash rick ross
i wanna put my legs around his waist
me and rick ross love to eat toothpaste
ya boy payden is very sus
call me payden, i get on the bus
lil mosquito disease has corners like steve
worst song on ye is “wouldn’t leave”
kanye wouldn’t leave, but then his wife left
beetlebat built like a travel cleft
it’s kendrick lamar
i buy all my drip from a turkish bazaar
i’m an alcoholic, drinking beer at the bar
your girl got that tongue, call her jar jar
j coyn drive needs a haircut, yung schmoobin needs a haircut
hood guy needs a haircut, yung lambo needs a haircut
young garfield is lazy, he doesn’t do verses
hood guy is naughty, he’s saying curses
lil sperm needs a new mic
[?], stop stanning tending bike
you have bad jokes like xofilo
xofilo has worse jokes than mosquito
big twigey smells like old burgers
he’s about to get murdered
lil toy yoda died, r.i.p. bozo
ivan knight, you look like a hobo
j coyn drive, you look like a h0m-
kid floral’s career is extinct like a dodo

[outro: hood guy]
yung lambo, you really just did us gingers dirty like that, man

- flex entertainment

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