Flex Up (Explicit)
Rich The Kid"Flex Up (Explicit)" ist ein Song von Rich The Kid, 2019, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:42, 56 lines / 461 words.
Songtext
0:10TheLabCook
0:23I got three bad ******* tryna go whichever way (What?)
0:26Too much money, I can't count it, that's the Rich Forever way
0:28They wanna copy the wave, they wanna copy the style too
0:32I done made 'em go dat way, bougie ***** acting brand new
0:35Flex up, racks up (What?)
0:38Money long, I got extras (Beep)
0:41Check up, flex up (Flex)
0:44Blue cheese, no ketchup (Rich)
0:47Ayy (Hey)
0:48Too many chains like Django
0:50I be walking with the bars,
0:51A ***** walkin' with a bankroll (Yeah)
0:53She just came over to ****, but that really is my bae, though
0:55Got the cheese on me (Racks), young ***** got the queso (Hey)
0:59And my brody got it tucked, ridin' 'round with a K though
1:01*****s ain't getting no money
1:03I get it, I throw it, I spread it like Play-Doh (Racks)
1:05These ******* broke and they bummy so **** 'em
1:06I swear I can't **** with no lame ho (Hey)
1:07Had to go get me some money
1:08I hit me a jugg, skrrt off in a Range Rove' (Hey)
1:10Woah, diamonds on me cold (Froze)
1:13I swear I was just by that stove (Woah)
1:15*****s talkin' but they broke (Broke)
1:16Now I got three bad ******* for the night
1:19I was dead broke hittin' licks, I had to get right
1:22I got three bad ******* tryna go whichever way (What?)
1:25Too much money, I can't count it, that's the Rich Forever way
1:27They wanna copy the wave, they wanna copy the style too
1:31I done made 'em go dat way, bougie ***** acting brand new
1:34Flex up, racks up (What?)
1:37Money long, I got extras (Beep)
1:40Check up, flex up (Flex)
1:43Blue cheese, no ketchup (Rich)
1:46Diamonds on me dancing so perfect (Yeah)
1:48All these clowns in the club like a circus (That's right)
1:51Goddamn, her body lookin' so perfect (Alright)
1:54She must've got it done India
1:57She threw that gut, don't hurt me (Yeah)
2:01Oh, oh, no, no (Right)
2:03With the little ass waist, she working
2:07Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
2:09Look at my ring, it's so frozen
2:10And my teeth got the glow too (Yeah)
2:12Ain't gotta do what's your boo, so bae got too close, ooh
2:15I love the way she throw back and put it in her throat too
2:18Said she was a singer so I guess it's good for her vocals
2:21I got three bad ******* tryna go whichever way (What?)
2:23Too much money, I can't count it, that's the Rich Forever way
2:26They wanna copy the wave, they wanna copy the style too
2:30I done made 'em go dat way, bougie ***** acting brand new
2:33Flex up, racks up (What?)
2:36Money long, I got extras (Beep)
2:39Check up, flex up (Flex)
2:42Blue cheese, no ketchup (Rich)
TheLabCook I got three bad ******* tryna go whichever way (What?) Too much money, I can't count it, that's the Rich Forever way They wanna copy the wave, they wanna copy the style too I done made 'em go dat way, bougie ***** acting brand new Flex up, racks up (What?) Money long, I got extras (Beep) Check up, flex up (Flex) Blue cheese, no ketchup (Rich) Ayy (Hey) Too many chains like Django I be walking with the bars, A ***** walkin' with a bankroll (Yeah) She just came over to ****, but that really is my bae, though Got the cheese on me (Racks), young ***** got the queso (Hey) And my brody got it tucked, ridin' 'round with a K though *****s ain't getting no money I get it, I throw it, I spread it like Play-Doh (Racks) These ******* broke and they bummy so **** 'em I swear I can't **** with no lame ho (Hey) Had to go get me some money I hit me a jugg, skrrt off in a Range Rove' (Hey) Woah, diamonds on me cold (Froze) I swear I was just by that stove (Woah) *****s talkin' but they broke (Broke) Now I got three bad ******* for the night I was dead broke hittin' licks, I had to get right I got three bad ******* tryna go whichever way (What?) Too much money, I can't count it, that's the Rich Forever way They wanna copy the wave, they wanna copy the style too I done made 'em go dat way, bougie ***** acting brand new Flex up, racks up (What?) Money long, I got extras (Beep) Check up, flex up (Flex) Blue cheese, no ketchup (Rich) Diamonds on me dancing so perfect (Yeah) All these clowns in the club like a circus (That's right) Goddamn, her body lookin' so perfect (Alright) She must've got it done India She threw that gut, don't hurt me (Yeah) Oh, oh, no, no (Right) With the little ass waist, she working Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Look at my ring, it's so frozen And my teeth got the glow too (Yeah) Ain't gotta do what's your boo, so bae got too close, ooh I love the way she throw back and put it in her throat too Said she was a singer so I guess it's good for her vocals I got three bad ******* tryna go whichever way (What?) Too much money, I can't count it, that's the Rich Forever way They wanna copy the wave, they wanna copy the style too I done made 'em go dat way, bougie ***** acting brand new Flex up, racks up (What?) Money long, I got extras (Beep) Check up, flex up (Flex) Blue cheese, no ketchup (Rich)
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