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Gotta flex a lot I was broke as hell walkin' around passin' CD's in the parking lot Now my little bitch want five racks for a new bag 'cause I'm rich enough (rich enough) Pussy good, had to pay for it, let me knock it out like the juggernaut (juggernaut, yeah) Let me stop (hold on) Flexing, wake up and brush my teeth Got on a flooded Cuban necklace (ice) I was broke, couldn't buy no waffle, how's my pockets pregnant? (Pregnant) Hold on (hold on), let me count it Gimme a second Rich as hell, bad bitches, gotta duck 'em off I done fucked them all, like a kiss and tell Baby mama steady trippin' on me Why she's hating on me? Tell her, "Go to hell" (go to hell) Young nigga, I done ran it up Money too tall, I can go to jail (yeah) Yeah, it was just me and Durel Yeah, I had to grind for real I had to ride the train 'fore I seen a mil' Wake up, I put on new Chanel Left the house, couldn't leave my skin Left wrist like a hundred and twelve Mama mad, couldn't take the smell Too many racks, I left a paper trail Fuck twelve, I would never tell (fuck them) No deposit, write me a check up, I barter my zip Start me L.A. when I Yo Gotti I knock it out, she call me, "Big Papi" (Big Papi) Flexing, so many diamonds, can't forget my bank account was on E Look at my Cuban links, got me walking 'round with yo bank account on me Flexing, wake up and brush my teeth Got on a flooded cuban necklace (ice) I was broke, couldn't buy no waffle, how's my pockets pregnant? (Pregnant) Hold on (hold on), let me count it Gimme a second (hold on) Joseando ando en el barrio Colgándole el AK Esos culitos hacen "clap" Rolando en un Zig-Zag Muchas pacas, menos mal Ya saben que ando high No es el Phantom, Cullinan Voy tapado y no es irak El navesón Aventador, una mansión como Playboy Lo que una noche de morrro soñó Algunas dicen que soy un fuckboy Fuck, no, no, no Ya no sé ni cuántas son las pastillas que me dio Esta niña en el trocón Me la llevo y qué sé yo Lista pa' sacar la Glock Flexing, wake up and brush my teeth Got on a flooded Cuban necklace (ice) I was broke, couldn't buy no waffle, how's my pockets pregnant? (Pregnant) Hold on (hold on), let me count it Gimme a second Flexing, wake up and brush my teeth Got on a flooded Cuban necklace I was broke, couldn't buy no waffle, how's my pockets pregnant? Hold on, let me count it Gimme a second
WacoDraco killed this beat in "WTF Drake Doing". He mad underrated and I wanna give bro his props ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-ZZg7o25yFSU.htmlsi=wJwX-HwyvFFmPryd
I was high & heard parts of this beat & was like damn this shits a vibe...seen who it was by & was like ,you gotta be fuckin kiddin me🫠🫠🫠...high instantly gone..blew tf out me bc they really wasted this beat on that dirty ass bihhh yo...
Wheels keep spinning between me and the earth,the wherl in the sky does another turn I can still fly daydreaming since birth,rolling past stop signs Horizons and clouds glowing in the sunrise only good vibes, rolling down the street with the crew rolling up the weed,joints we pass a few,late nights no curfew memories being made thank god for a new day thank god that I met you. Joting words nothing set in stone just an outline to have fun and flow,like Bob marley said wisdom is worth more than gold many bodies one soul but who knows only Jah so the story goes.In other words one world Alhamdulilah.
