Name: flex my check by yit
Duration: 2 min 55 s
Description: flex

I FOUND IT AT LONNGGGGG LASSTTTTTTTTT YESSSSSSSSS

out now on all plats: too.fm/ln5pa0y
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lyrics:
Why they tryna act like they my enemy?
Bitch I'm smoking hella gas yea I'm smoking hella weed
She know that I get the green and she loves my melodies
Make her moan, I make her scream
That shit sounds so heavenly
Thank god every day he keep on blessing me
Every day he testing me
Tryna reach my destiny
Have some faith in me
All this ice all on my body, I'm too cold yeah I might freeze
Bitch I pop another oxy, please just let me geek in peace
She a bad bitch, a bad habit, I'm in too deep
I'm an addict, I need love, bitch I finna tweak
Finna geek
Too much drip yea I'm too fleek
Alexander McQueen
Bitch you cant get fly like me
Why they tryna act like they my enemy?
Bitch I'm smoking hella gas yea I'm smoking hella weed
She know that I get the green and she loves my melodies
Make her moan, I make her scream
That shit sounds so heavenly

heavenly

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heavenly [prod. liquorrr]

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boots, cullen

Ahh-uh
Ahh
You gon' realize it’s no point
spending your life on the fence
If you will open up your heart
I could drop you off some hints
We get cozy in the dark
know the light come from within
Rolling, rolling from the start
I want my zot, don’t want no pen
Bitch we could start it from the top
Come fuck with us, don’t think they can
October baby keep my hook,
You know that I’m the candy man
And i won’t forget what they took shoutout my dawgs
Shout out the Land (The Land!)
Yeah

I want this bitch she some pressure in here
Shoutout to Mike I’m the man of the year
Walk in the bank and they say I fuck everything up
They hate how I make bands disappear
Shots through the bando, shots through the window
Don't give a fuck, put your man in the chair
Niggas bizarro, act like your kinfolk
I cannot share, I got sensitive info
Doggy a vet with this Glock, ten four 
Niggas informants, I can't give them no-mo
ARP stay with me, think she got FOMO
Play with Insignia, that shit a no-no
Yeen telling me shit that I already don't know
Ice on my body start feeling like Frozone
I hit a heist from the lobby, they don't know
I see the Future, Jeezy, far gone

I’m in Aspen Hills with a bad bitch right now, I don't know what to do with it
Couple racks, and me alone in the Louis store, I spend on some stupid shit
I don't care, throw it to the sky, let that shit go, I know I'm recouping it
My young niggas won’t let shit slide, if you wanna try your life, losing it
Losing it
(It could be over that quick, flashlight, district)
(She see the diamonds on wrist, she want to touch it)
(I cannot fuck with that bitch, she's disgusting)
(Yeah, hey, hey)

Music means everything to me
Music means, like, everything fool
Like, whenever I'm sad and mad, I wanna be high
Say I wanna fight a nigga
I wanna rob a nigga, shoot at a nigga
Like fool, music is, like, the core of, like, my feelings
Like, Like, my emotions
Like, whatever what I'm thinking
Like, a bitch could be talking to me right now
I'm not even listening to the bitch for real (I-)

I ain't been tripping about nothing
I'm bring in this stick get to kicking, percussion, yeah
I cannot fuck with assumptions no more
Cause that shit always turn out to something 
Artsy young nigga, I stayed in the back
With the class, with the stick
I'm a brush, it like-like
Ho, what the fuck is you talking bout right now
You seeing the greatest, so shush it
She see the ice, she wan’ touch it, right?
Green in my face, man, it look so nice
I ain't been worried about structure nights
Listen to no instructions nice
You really thought it was over twice
Don't you think it's such a gorgeous night?
Hop on the beat, get the gorging the mic
Feelin' possessed, but I think it's all right (yeah, huh)

You gon' realize it’s no point
spending your life on the fence
If you would open up your heart
I could drop you off some hints
We get cozy in the dark
know the light come from within
We get cozy in the dark
know the light come from within
You gon' realize it’s no point
Spending your life on the fence
If you would open up your heart
I could drop you off some hints
If, if, if you would open up your heart
I could drop you off some hints
If-if-if-if-if you gon’ realize-

flex my check

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