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letra de too much flex - king shiv

it’s king shiv
i just got too much of flex
imma go ahead and flex it, yeah

[verse 1: king shiv]
brrrr!
when i’m on track i don’t think about nothing else, i just go ahead and spit it! (brrrraah!)
i got the bombay and fiji water in me, i ain’t talking about no liquid
when i’m at pontoon i’m bound to get some booty, i just love it, it’s so thick
when i come pull up and f-ck on your b-tch, that ain’t the last time imma hit it
the b-tch call my phone up while you be at uni, d-mn, she broke your feelings
the b-tch gonna suck on my d-ck then she sit in my whip, yeah we be speeding
the b-tch gonna come to my crib and i take her to the kitchen, yeah, i be feeding the b-tch
she gonna fall for me but i don’t think imma get no motherf-cking feelings
i’m dancing and moving while the b-tch got a bruising
end of the night i be cruising and sh-t
you don’t like it how you losing
you don’t like it how i’m winning
i be moving to the ceiling
i think it hurt your feelings, ’cause i be winning, you be losing, yeah

[hook: king shiv]
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i just got too much of flex
imma go ahead and flex it, yeah
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i got too much flex
i just got too much of flex
imma go ahead and flex it, yeah

[verse 2: king shiv]
brrrr!
when i be rapping i just feel so naked when i got no chain on my neck
when i go club, i’m not going back to my crib until i get some head
i don’t wanna sound too heartless, but, my haters can jump off a bridge
i gotta get money, i’m not going back to my crib until i get some bread
i know people who don’t like me no more ’cause they don’t like the sh-t that i’m doing
b-tches gonna sook over dumb sh-t while i’m kicking back and relaxing
imma flex on the homies who ain’t keep it 100, that be next thing, yeah
i pull up on a hater, imma keep my head up, i ain’t gonna stop flexing, no
i met a bad b-tch at the harbourside, she was like really bouncing on my d-ck
couples months later i spotted that brownie, she covered up at rob, yeah
i pull up at trill in a week and i see her, gotta hit that booty, yeah!
check out the amount of flex i got when i step outside the comfort of my crib, yeah

- king shiv

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