Flex
Juice WRLD, Polo G
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Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm (Hit-boy) Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new Dolce & Gabbanas on my feet and these my favorite pair Got a lot to lose, still can't be scared take it there I was in them slums, shit get dreadful like some Haitain hair I come from that zoo, it's just cobras, pigs and apes in there 1300 block, bitch, I caught my last cases there Ain't no second chances in this shit, so we can't play it fair Foe 'nem line shit like a barber, Glock knock off his facial hair Caught him lackin' in his whip, they tryna find his face in there Lil' hop out, he stay on go, bitch, all he know is green light Let off shots with accuracy, show them what that beam like Posted by that liquor store, sellin' what the fiends like Used to wake up in low income, now I live a dream life Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new Bury me like a pharaoh with this money and my gold too Keep a shooter in there, try to rob me, this the wrong tune I hit Johnny Dang and mixed the diamonds with the gold tooth The FN sing a song like it's the leader of a soul group Don't come 'round here like we friends, you know I don't know you You know I got demons, allow me to show you Lately I been on a roll, yeah, show after show I know I'm makin' all the opps mad back home Been a while since I had to dial from the trap phone See you later alligator, quite a while crocodile, we gone Pray to God that my money stay long Also prayin' for good aim for when the devil try to go Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look at what these songs do Gangster and a baller, baby, I do what I want to I be with some steppers, I don't care 'bout what you gon' do Wet shit like the Warriors, all my niggas gon' shoot He gon' have to take a loss, some my niggas gone too I know a bad bitch and I'm who she belong to I just picked a Cuban up from Wafi, bitch, these stones new, mm-mm
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: Chauncey A. Hollis, Chris Madline, Dustin James Corbett, Jarad Higgins, Taurus Tremani Bartlett
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