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Flex (Clean) - Polo G/Juice WRLD
Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Chauncey Hollis/Chris Madine/Jarad A. Higgins/Dustin James Corbett
Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Chauncey Hollis/Chris Madine/Jarad A. Higgins/Dustin James Corbett
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Natural born hustler n***a stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hundred 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 s**t like the warriors all my n***as gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss some my n***as gone too
I know a bad b***h and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a cuban up from wafi
B***h these stones new
Dolce gabbanas on my feet and these my favorite pair
Got a lot to lose still can't be scared
To take it there
I was in them slums s**t get dreadful
Like some haitian hair
I come from that zoo it's just cobras pigs
And apes in there
1300 block b***h I caught my last cases there
Ain't no second chances in this s**t
So we can't play it fair
Foenem line s**t 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 b***h all
He know is green light
Let off shots with accuracy showed 'em
What that beam like
Posted by that liquor store was sellin'
What the fiends like
Used to wake up in low income now
I live a dream life
Natural born hustler n***a stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hundred 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 s**t like the warriors all my n***as gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss some my n***as gone too
I know a bad b***h and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a cuban up from
Wafi b***h 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 tomb
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 the road yeah show after show
I know I'm makin' all the opps mad back home
Been a while since I had to dial from a 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 n***a stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hundred 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 s**t like the warriors all my n***as gon' shoot
He gon' have to take a loss some my n***as gone too
I know a bad b***h and I'm who she belong to
I just picked a cuban up from
Wafi b***h these stones new stones new stones new