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letra de flex - playboi carti

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[chorus: playboi carti]
all of these b-tches, they mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
all of these b-tches, they mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
i walk in the bank and i laugh (ooh)
i walk in the bank and i laugh (ooh)
i walk in the bank and i laugh (ooh)
ooh, ooh, walk with a bag (ooh)
sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
walk in the buildin’, i flex on that boy
i flex on that boy with the bag (ooh)
ice on my neck and my mama like:
“boy, where you get all of that cash?”

[verse 1: playboi carti]
i got the bag (ooh), ice on my wrist
mama like, “where you get this?”
i got her sad (ooh), gave her a brick
then i gave her a lil’ kiss, (ooh)
yeah, i rock out in the 6 (6)
but n-gga, we fire, we split
i’m takin’ your sh-t, you college kid (ooh)
we really be poppin’ sh-t (ooh)
i hit a lick, no kid (ooh)
i had a lick but no bih (ooh)
she suck me up like a tick (ooh)
d-mn my weed smell like a pit (ooh)
he do that talkin’, he simp (ooh)
d-mn that b-tch got a lil’ thick (ooh)
i told that b-tch to come in
i told that b-tch to come in

[chorus: playboi carti]
all of these b-tches, they mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
all of these b-tches, they mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
i walk in the bank and i laugh (ooh)
i walk in the bank and i laugh (ooh)
i walk in the bank and i laugh (ooh)
ooh, ooh, walk with a bag (ooh)
sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
all of these n-ggas, they mad (ooh)
walk in the buildin’, i flex on that boy
i flex on that boy with the bag (ooh)
ice on my neck and my mama like:
“boy, where you get all of that cash?” (ayy)

[interlude: playboi carti & caller]
yeah, who the f-ck is you talkin’ to, n-gga?
the f-ck you think this is?
you think ’cause you got a couple dollars you a f-ckin’ playboy? n-gga, you ain’t no f-ckin’ playboy, n-gga, you ain’t nothin’, n-gga, f-ck outta here, carti, f-ck outta here
don’t call my phone with that sh-t, my n-gga
real mad, n-gga i don’t ever get mad
this n-gga trippin’
is you mad, or what
is you mad or what

[bridge: leven kali]
girl, that’s bad for us
say you mad for once
said she had enough
girl, that’s bad for us
she came back for once
yeah it’s probably done
she gon’ back that -ss
i’m gonna spaz for us
girl, that’s bad for us
say you mad for once
said she had enough
girl, that’s bad for us

[verse 2: playboi carti]
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 b-tch, they playin’ my sh-t
walk in that b-tch, eyes on the kicks
walk in that b-tch, eyes on the fit
i look at your b-tch, then blow her a kiss (mwah, ooh)
i got that deuce in the coupe
got a white b-tch like yesjulz
all of my n-ggas, they fool
look at that boy, look at his jewels
all of my n-ggas, they bool
louboutins bleed in the booth (ooh)
these n-ggas, they lookin’ like who? cash, cash, cash
my outfit just made the front page
hop off the plane, i run to the stage (yeah, ooh)
your hoe gettin’ laid (yeah, ayy)
she might come in late
i heard that your n-gga atlanta
i heard that your n-gga la
i heard that your n-gga a lame

[outro: playboi carti]
might sing on a b-tch (ayy)
might sing on this sh-t
might sing on a b-tch
i might just sing on this sh-t
i might just sing on this sh-t
i might sing on this sh-t
i might just sing on this sh-t

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