Letras
Flex
81O
Come on
Put myself in position, I'm hungry
Bitch got some money out me,but she got that donkey
Good bags in, shit sealed, but it's funky
Popped a X, left the party early, I got horny
Party pack, shawty think she that, she a junkie
No juice, then I don't rap, I'm like Lucki
I be guidin through these beats nigga, feel like tubman
We grown as hell, you better suck this shit, bitch, don't rub it
I be bread winnin send a trophy from the bake
I'm a Flint nigga, but I'm plugged in the bay
I run through that A, we locked, I touch base
Had to get a stash, too much work where I lay
Good extras, cherry on top, it's Sunday
I'm so geeked up that I know what my son sayin
These niggas ain't steppers, they runwayers
Call my ass the printer, bitch, I need more paper
Niggas coppin' on a budget, but want more flavors
Damn, that's broke as hell
How the hell yeen put in work but feel so major
Damn, that's flawed as well
Speed limit, the whole way, I ain't road ragin
Migos bullshittin' with the bags, I got people waitin
Nigga got grazed up top and stopped thuggin
Used to think he ho, as of recent, I feel him lately
Shit, I'm sayin', mmm-hmm, flexx, come on
Back outside boys, I barely left, back in crazy
Thick bitch, but she got some issues, I'm impatient
Three hundred for this one cup, I can't waste it
Had an old head, pressin' ice, he a mason
Mask up like Jason, first 40 felt amazing
But right now I'm pacin', yeah, come on
Put myself in position, I'm hungry
Bitch got some money out me, but she got that donkey
Good bags in, shit sealed, but it's funky
Popped a X, left the party early, I got horny
Party pack, shawty think she that, she a junkie
No juice, then I don't rap, I'm like Lucki
I be guidin through these beats nigga, feel like tubman
We grown as hell, you better suck this shit, bitch, don't rub it