Joy Orbison feat. Lil Yachty, Future & Playboi Carti - flex fm (freddit) Lyrics

Lyrics flex fm (freddit) - Joy Orbison , Playboi Carti , Lil Yachty , Future



Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (whoo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (yeah)
Bet you won't get no murders out me (homicide, homicide, yeah)
Go tell the cops (flex up), I bet you won't get no murders out me
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (whoo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, racks up (homicide), flex up (what?), racks up (yeah)
Flex up (flex up), racks up (racks up), flex up (flex up), racks up (you dig?)
Flex up, racks up (homicide), flex up (what?), racks up (yeah)
Pick up the K, yeah (what?), I pick up the Drac', yeah (slatt)
I'm on codeine (yeah), I'm fallin' in love with codeine
I really be sippin' the lean (yeah), I'm never sippin' the green (yeah)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (you dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (you dig?)
Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light
Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height
I was buyin' Birkins at 18 (yeah, yeah)
That's why she don't mind the B's, fuck you mean? (Whoo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (you dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (you dig?)
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Get no murders out me
Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me
Flip-flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls
Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, whoa, whoa, whoa
Flip-flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls
Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, whoa, whoa, whoa
Gotta make my haters mad, give 'em somethin' to talk about
Take a bitch from south of France, push her back to Waffle House
Murder on the case, I had to spazz, fuck her doggy style
I don't know how to be a normal nigga, one thing I forgot
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (you dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa (you dig?)
Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light
Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height
I was buyin' Birkins at 18 (yeah, yeah)
That's why she don't mind the B's, fuck you mean? (Whoo)
My Spur fatal, rock 'em, cradle (grrt)
I don't hang with brokes, I don't take advice (boom)
Niggas snitchin', meet in person, feds tapped bro device
Spent a quarter like a hoarder, ball like Jerry Rice
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, whoa, whoa



Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Joshua Howard Luellen, Miles Parks Mccollum, Jacob Atl Jacob Canady, Kendrick Cannady, Jordan Terrell Carter


Joy Orbison feat. Lil Yachty, Future & Playboi Carti - USB
Album USB
date of release
18-01-2022



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