FLEXXED UP lyrics

by

Slump6s


[Chorus]
We put bands on yo head, yeah
It's a cold world, sh*t get tragic, oh yeah
I just flex up, flex up, flex up
b*tch, I brag, 'cause I can (Flex up, flex up, flex up, flex up, flex up)
My twin, ready to crash out
Huh, huh, my twin, ready to crash out (Yeah)
Pull up in the coupe, with her ass out, yeah
All my diamonds, they dance out
Not my first blunt, I been high, yeah
This b*tch so bad, she can't bop, yeah
Swear that b*tch trippin', awful lot
Just flipped this b*tch, right off the lot

[Verse]
Shoutout what you need
My twin servin' visas
Hellcat, SRT
Freak b*tch, she a treesha
b*tch, gon' SMD
I want ecstacy, yeah
Big bih' draco, on me
What, what?
Since I was born, I been him
f*ck that b*tch, get it on film
Stealin' swag, boy, that not hip
I got MAGS, on top my hip
I got ratchets, in my backpack, n*gga play, then he gеt killed
Ghost that hoe, like this sh*t Snapchat, on my lifе, I gotta dip
No lil' broke sh*t, yeah, on bro, sh*t, all ya'll n*ggas penny-pinched
Took my hoe to Benihana's, we don't do no Denny's, b*tch
I just [?], we don't do no Henny, b*tch
Hold my sack
Call my twin up, "What's the play, boy?"
Watch yo mouth, tell yo b*tch, n*gga
I'm a playboy
I'm in town, with them sh*ts, n*gga
What you sayin', boy?
Watch my back, I can't slip, n*gga
I get paid more (f*ck you, 600)
[Chorus]
We put bands on yo head (Yeah)
It's a cold world, sh*t get tragic, oh yeah
I just flex up, flex up, flex up
b*tch, I brag, 'cause I can
Flex up, flex up, flex up, flex up, flex up, flex up (Yeah, yeah)
My twin, ready to crash out
Huh, huh, my twin, ready to crash out (Yeah)
Pull up in the coupe, with her ass out
All my diamonds, they dance out
Not my first blunt, I been high (Yeah), yeah
This b*tch so bad, she can't bop (Yeah), yeah
Swear that b*tch trippin', awful lot
Just flipped this b*tch, right off the lot (Yeah)
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