Flex ft. T-DORE Lyrics

Throwback

Bitch ain't got no throwback

Yeah you know I burn that

Got no time to snap it

All I do is switch it up

Yeah I had to tap it

Me my people wrap it up

Dish it sell it make a milli from it

Blow it on a rolli yeah

Strippers on my line

That shit regular

Designer on my mind

That shit regular

Yeah we made it out the projects

Yeah yeah

They wanna humble me ye

Humble me ye

G O D got me ye

He got me ye

Yeah he shine on me yeah

Can't you see that he shine on me

They say we elevating

We leave their mind jaded

They never seem to get the fact

That a nigga waited

Oh life's a Holla hoop

My nigga who are you

You better make a move

Live your life and break the rules

We couldn't find the keys

But then we broke the door

We gotta rock Dior

All we wanna do is ball

I come with excellence

So who's your president

Where I come from

We don't fuck with no government

Itty bitty bro I'm young

Young and litty litty

Tryna get the money

All you niggas acting really funny

Why you play with money

Why you acting like you really grinding

I don't see you working

Everytime I see you

You be sleeping

Everybody talking but I know they be hating

When they see me

They say goals I know they faking

Jealousy is in they mind

But it's since forgiven

Anytime I hold the mic

I get the feeling

Type of feeling

That you get

When you know

That you lit

When you know that you next

Yeah yeah

Type of feeling that you get

When you know you're the one

Fuck it up

Fuck it good

Yeah yeah

Woo

Sippy cup

She might need a sippy cup

Sip it up

Before your bitch sip it up

OMG for the trauma in my past yeah

Keep me up

And it never let me stop

Oh I tried to let it go

All the pain and sorrow

So I mix it with Ciroc

Tell my jeweler let it float

Bet these niggas wanna know

Bet these niggas wanna know

How we pull up and we zoom

How we pull up and we zoom

Let's go