letra de flex - young station
[intro]
gnotebeatz you murdered that!
[chorus]
walk in this b-tch i stroll
ballin’ i’m outta control
i am the one, i ain’t for none
pull up i’m wiping they nose
shawty she stressin me callin my phone
f-ck all that negative, positive dome
they tryng to get into my heart but it’s chrome
i had to do this sh-t all on my own
they wanna f-ck with me i’m next
play w me wrong and they come for your neck, better be coming correct
i had to put this sh-t on by myself no i don need know help showin’ you how to flex
blow me a bag like a whistle but i know the rules like i’m playing this game with a rеf
bleed em let thesе n-ggas know i don’t need em i don’t do no fighting i’m holdin’ this tech
[verse]
sippin’ on tus, (lean), run it up givin no f-cks
don’t need no body guard heater i’m clutchin’
cop me an audemar know i’m gone buss it
shawty on water park soon as i touch it
i’m just tryna f-ck babygirl i ain’t cuffin (yeah yeah)
i’m doing donuts inside of a foreign my crib got a garages it hold bout a dozen (yeahh)
cartier diamond buff (buff!)
look like i hit me a l!ck (yeahhh)
shawty she say that she love me (piped up)
she end up drinkin my spit (yeahh)
i do this sh-t like it’s nothing i came out the trenches i’m going legit
pull up on shorty i’m scoring i’m dunking i don’t play the benches i know i’m gone hit
travel the world and i roam without ceasar
say she want more i f-ck around and teaser
when it get lit man she turn to a demon
pull out her phone and she suckin’ out s-m-n
nickname scotty dese n-ggas wan beam me
i treat em like scotty with mj they need me
you hear my come up you wouldn’t believe me
now i’m on the tv it feel like im dreaming
[chorus]
walk in this b-tch i stroll
ballin’ i’m outta control
i am the one, i ain’t for none
pull up i’m wiping they nose
shawty she stressin me callin my phone
f-ck all that negative, positive dome
they tryng to get into my heart but it’s chrome
i had to do this sh-t all on my own
they wanna f-ck with me i’m next
play w me wrong and they come for your neck, better be coming correct
i had to put this sh-t on by myself no i don need know help showin’ you how to flex
blow me a bag like a whistle but i know the rules like i’m playing this game with a ref
bleed em let these n-ggas know i don’t need em i don’t do no fighting i’m holdin’ this tech
[outro]
don’t need no body guard heater i’m clutchin’..
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