ITS A FLEX

By PlaneMode

Released on April 5, 2019

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IT’S A FLEX

Eeeey eyaa!!

Eyaaa eeeyaaaa

Uuuhh

Ooooh ehhhhh

Rose gold on my wrist

I’m in zone 6

Gotto go banking

Hit some bitches eh

Stack some cash eh

Rose gold on ma wrist yeah it blinks eh

Hunnids racks on me Ion got to fake shit

Tell them haters get a fuck bout my ends eh

She gon bring them racks to me and get some dick eh

Ask me if am fucking cuffing on the bitch eh

Just so you know I am not a fucking lame eh

Yeah

Lately got these Niggas going crazy

Yeah

Run up on me back then you face it

Eh

I had to get these bitches out my living room

Eh huh eh

I had to take some bitches on vacation yeah

Drako for these bitches yeah they shooters yeah

Double check your on gang before get me yeah

Run up a check with bae when am overseas yeah

Fuck on your hoe and I run back to my b eyaa!!

Rolling rolling rolling get no sleep eh

Stay up late grind so hard getting rich eh

Eh

She my baby she my bestie

Walking like am never coming back eh

She the type trust in all my actions

Yeah

I be doing me cus she got me oh yeah

Run up to the check it’s a flex

Damn I ball so hard I can’t regret

I will always pull up for the check I need them bands

And I always pull up in yo city wreck it up

Pull up to the money it’s a flex

Yeah yeah

Balling hard I can never regret

I’m just turning all your happiness into a mess

Pull up in yo city smoke these niggas like the jets

Oooh you looking nervous

Oooh you looking hurt

I’m in yo city to turn up

Right now my checks all foreign

You run up back on me

Tell you my shit on fleek

Hunnid bands that’s OG

When I’m in the dark I can’t see

I got this shit and You doubt it everyday but you gon believe me uh

You got your shit going on

But You gotta know to double it up

I got a lot of hitters on your block you don’t know

If you really think you want the smoke then bring it on

In my house

She on top yeah

She on top

Your bitch be naked while I pour up in her cup

I’m fucking bitches damn I think I hit your wife yeah

Run up to the check it’s a flex

Damn I ball so hard I can’t regret

I will always pull up for the check I need them bands

And I always pull up in yo city wreck it up

Pull up to the money it’s a flex

Yeah yeah

Balling hard I can never regret

I’m just turning all your happiness into a mess

Pull up in yo city smoke these niggas like the jets