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letra de flex up - tilden parc

[intro]
yeah (flex up)
ay, flex up (i’ma make plays i’m gonna go long)
flex up, ay ()
i need a ba-
i need a tag, yeah
i wanna bag, yeah (shawty on deck, finna go up)
i need it… (wave)
look, okay

[verse 1]
unless you talkin’ numbers, we ain’t speakin’ ’bout the right things
switch up on my n-gga for a figure, that’s not like me (yeah)
baddie with a body in the lobby, she like nice things (yeah)
she used to know me then, she like me now, that’s funny timing
eyes been on that prize, i cop that crib all for that timepiece
i’m tryna see the globe, and sell out shows until the flight leavе
they wanna ride my tides, but thеy ain’t even ride or die, please
man, i’ve been short on time, been on the prime of my prime, easy
i said i’d never change, and leveled up, i guess i lied, yeah
off that straight-up potent just to feel like i’m alive, yeah
mix that with that potion just to feel like i’m that guy, yeah
so know the one you talkin’ to, you went outside your line, yeah
go against the tribe, you lose your-
let me not even say this sh-t
i just ran out of my patience
i just got tired of waitin’ and got here myself
n-ggas want me, they believe in the dream that they see for they self, but they still doubtin’ they self
they might as well light up the l
high top on ten-toe drip retro
talkin’ major plays, h-lla high tech through the getro
pin game, been petrol
just set it in the flesh, ho, send a text mail to give her wet clothes
on a vaporwave to make her drip-drip with the left low, been a left stroke (okay) (flex up, hold on, flex up)
[chorus]
i’ma make plays, i’ma go long
never look back, took so long
yeah, flex up (hol’ up, flex up)
shawty on ten, finna go up
great nights at the crib, let me show love
yeah, (flex up), hol’ up, yeah (can’t stop)
i’ma make plays, i’ma go long (yeah)
never look back, took so long (i need a bag, yeah)
flex up (i need check, yeah)
shawty on ten, finna go up (yeah, flex up, yeah)
great nights at the crib, let me show love (okay)

[verse 2]
ay, come from the pit, i’m outta the trench, my n-gga, we lit (n-gga, we lit)
look at the drip, my n-gga, we rinsed, she all on my way (all on my way, whoa)
i never let ’em play me, but they claimin’ that they know my songs
i tell ’em quote the lines until i’m goated, b-tch, i’m goin’ off
loyal to my soil and the culture, i’m that chosen one
i just got a bag, she wanna f-ck, i think she know i’m star
i can’t do no wrong, look in her eyes, she wouldn’t know i’m scarred
they tried to justify me goin’ up like they don’t know he raw
off of that doge, and f-ck what they told you, i’m never sober
grippin’ the spliff with a chip in my shoulder, tryna decode this
they label me thug, i keep it a buck, i don’t give a f-ck about it
out of the mud, it’s showin’ me love, my n-gga, what’s up?
outta my way, b-tch, i need the paper
f-ck what you want, i mean not no later
i keep it sure with the conversation
out of my lane, the coupe got a brain in the c-ckpit with no hands on it
i’ve been the man with my plan, homie
flip that to the man with the bands on me, and a passport with the stamps on it (okay)
flex up (hold on, yeah)
[chorus]
i’ma make plays, i’ma go long
never look back, took so long
yeah, flex up (hol’ up, flex up)
shawty on ten, finna go up
great nights at the crib, let me show love
yeah, (flex up), hol’ up, yeah (can’t stop)
i’ma make plays, i’ma go long (yeah)
never look back, took so long (i need a bag, yeah)
flex up (i need check, yeah)
shawty on ten, finna go up (yeah, flex up, yeah)
great nights at the crib, let me show love (okay, yeah, yeah)

[outro]
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, okay
yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah, (flex up) yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, (i need a bag, yeah)
yeah, (i need a check) yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
yeah (flex up)

- tilden parc

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