Testo Flex - Berner
Testo della canzone Flex (Berner), tratta dall'album The Big Pescado
We treat chains like trophies, cash like tissue
Keep a strap so them cats with the mask don't get you
Live fast, yeah I'ma pass
All this shit I been through got my bag right
Yeah we rockstars, we race cop cars
We smoke weed, sip lean, and we pop bars
Yeah, all black hoodie, I don't fit in no Gucci
More money, more people gon' sue me
I'ma end up in the feds or somebody will shoot me
Bury me in a garden next to all of the new weed
I'm a legend with the bag, I'm in Spain with the Limoncello
A million dollars for a cut, yeah that's real dinero
You see the way the money pile got 'em trippin' out
I checked in, rolled a joint, then they kicked me out
A few things in life I could never live without
A trap house, I'm a king when I'm in a drought
We ain't never put up with no disrespect
Kill the middle man, I'm the real connect
Water drippin' on my wrist, it got your bitch wet
We don't dance in the club, we do the money flex
Got two hundred in the wall, that's a flex
We got weight on deck, that's a flex
We don't wait for the check, that's a flex
We don't dance in the club, we just flex
Got two hundred in the wall, that's a flex
We got weight on deck, that's a flex
We don't wait for the check, that's a flex
We don't dance in the club, we just flex
We treat hundreds like pesos, M's like dollars
Benters like Hondas, bought a house for my daughter
Far away from the snakes and the piranhas
The three letter boys that keep a close eye on us
Fuck sittin' in a cage, I'm paid
I bought a boat for my mate in Montego Bay
I just bought a crib in Marin
They hate to see us win, fuck it, cut your eyes out then
I think she like the way I flex 'cause I stack different
I hate it when I get the call that the pack missin'
They wanna burn another bridge, well that's bad business
They got me out in Atlanta on my last mission, for real
We ain't never put up with no disrespect
Kill the middle man, I'm the real connect
Water drippin' on my wrist, it got your bitch wet
We don't dance in the club, we do the money flex
Got two hundred in the wall, that's a flex
We got weight on deck, that's a flex
We don't wait for the check, that's a flex
We don't dance in the club, we just flex
Got two hundred in the wall, that's a flex
We got weight on deck, that's a flex
We don't wait for the check, that's a flex
We don't dance in the club, we just flex
One thing I hate is square bitches
They hate me, I hate you bitches too
And the thing is they think they're better
Because they fuck dudes after the club
They suck raw dick, you know
And they think it's poppin' to have fuckin' random babies
By random motherfuckers that get on the county
And get that EBT and shit
And that section 8 and shit
Bitch first of all I would never be you
Because I suck dick with a motherfuckin' condom
Yes bitch, I'm suckin' on motherfuckin' rubber, bitch
And I get no motherfuckin' STDs bitch
While you out here fuckin'
Bitches, how you have a million followers
And you ain't got a million dollars?
That's what I fuckin' ask myself when I see you bitches spread
Your motherfuckin' pussy and ass and titties on Instagram
For motherfuckin' likes and you ain't got no fuckin' money
Always askin' me "How you do it? How you do it?"
Bitch open your fuckin' mouth and ask for some motherfuckin' money
'Cause these tricks is payin', left and right
Credits
Writer(s): William Roberts, Ramy Freeny, Anwar Ahmed, Willis Enright
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