Go Flex

Album: Stoney (2016)
Charted: 76
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  • Lighting stog after stog, choke on the smoke
    They tell me to quit, don't listen what I'm told
    Help me forget that this world is so cold
    I don't even know what I'm chasin' no more
    Tell me what I want, just keep searchin' on
    It's never enough, cup after cup, blunt after blunt
    I wouldn't give one if I could find a fuck, ha, ha, ha
    In the cut and I put that on my momma
    And my bitch called talkin' 'bout some drama
    I swear there ain't no time for women on the come up
    It's either the pussy or the commas

    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

    Push the gas, get a motherfuckin' nose bleed
    She ain't never met a youngin' do it like me
    She got a man but says she really like me
    She doin' things to excite me
    She sending all her friends snaps of my new tracks
    'Cause all these hoes know what's about to come next
    I hit my plug up, got the paper connect
    I drop a couple bands I just wanna go

    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check

    Knowing all of this
    Just don't make a difference
    I'm just talking shit to the ones that'll listen
    I came with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing
    And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching

    Knowing all of this
    It just don't make a difference
    I'm just talking shit to the ones that'll listen
    I came with the heat man, I swear I'm never missing
    And I'm still the same and I swear I'm never switching

    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    With my squad and I'm smokin' up a check
    Man I just wanna go flex
    Gold on my teeth and on my neck
    And I'm stone cold with the flex
    So cold with the flex Writer/s: Austin Richard Post, Idan Kalai, Rex Kudo, Ryan Vojtesak
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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