paroles de chanson Dumb Flex (Remix) (feat. Ivorian Doll, Dbo, Offica & Poundz) - DBO , Miss Lafamilia , POUNDZ , Offica , Ivorian Doll

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I′m on a dumb flex, pass me the Cognac
When we step in the party, ayy, can't see me in Versace shades
Lookin′ all naughty, ayy, VIP shawty
Once we step in the party, ayy, won't see me in my Cartier

I pull up in a blacked-out Bentley Jeep, ain't up in no club if I can′t bring my weed
Chanel on my body, Dior on my feet
And we bring that smoke, respect what you see
Sky Dwellers (ayy), if I need the time I ain′t checkin' no clock
Lil mama be bussin′, she doin' a lot
Shakin′ it down, baby please never stop
Vendettas, they got out my name but the prayin' don′t stop
When we steppin', we rollin', they hatin′ a lot
And I keep a bag when I back out the Glock
She lettin′ off rounds, if you move you get shot
I just passed a party they playin' too much
And I′m not really into games and stuff
I'm too busy fuckin′ slayin' too much

I′m on a dumb flex, pass me the Cognac
When we step in the party, ayy, can't see me in Versace shades
Looking all naughty, ayy, VIP shawty
Once we step in the party, ayy, won't see me in my Cartier

Yo, look
And if I send that smoke that′s a next man down, two-man gettin′ slapped with a burner
I ain't gotta put hands on a WAP no more, I′m a boss, double-tap, that's murder
If a man gets nicked that′s another big loss for the team, I don't slap like a learner
Get busy for the money every day, got my young boy sittin′ in the trap, he a earner

Love my bros cah he made for the trap
In then out, man's makin' the cash
Big boy bands, man make hella racks
Trap boy OT gettin′ paid in the trap
Still link up with my drillers from West
Bad man are bad man, mine really rep
OT Bop when I OT bop, no NSG but I′m makin' a check

Party step up, wrist on froze, that′s Carti weather
I be smooth like 'Rari leather, saucy driller in a Prada sweater
Hoe, I′m all this, number one on your man's list
Pretty bitch but get ratchet, all three hoes, that′s a hat trick

He like when I ride it, ride it, all up inside it, 'side it
Watch how I guide it, guide, I'm in his mind like a psychic, psychic

All the-all of these racks, all of this dough
Nothin′ but facts, nothin′ but flows
Big-big smoke in this party, pourin' up Cardi, leave, and I ghost

I′m on a dumb flex, pass me the Cognac
When we step in the party, ayy, can't see me in Versace shades
Looking all naughty, ayy, VIP shawty
Once we step in the party, ayy, won′t see me in my Cartier
I'm on a dumb flex, pass me the Cognac
When we step in the party, ayy, can′t see me in Versace shades
Looking all naughty, ayy, VIP shawty
Once we step in the party, ayy, won't see me in my Cartier (Bbo)

I pop this smoke in the party
Baby, welcome to the party (ayy-ayy)
Ayy, pass the Bacardi, gyal lookin' naughty
Pull up in Rari, fuck federale
I ain′t tryna touch, stay true to my chargi′
Really want a Barbie (ayy-ayy), somethin' like Cardi
I ain′t a yardie, I ain't a aye-aye
Had to back my ones on the dance floor
Everybody lookin′ like, "Who spilt Ribena?" (Ba-baow)
Cah man's on a dumb flex and I need me a bad B, like Familia
What you sayin′, shawty? Nice to meet you (meet you)
Got white and dark like a Zebra (Zebra)
Gotta save these shots like keeper
Keep up, hit her before you can keep her

Yo, I'm on a dumb flex
Up now, just flexed on my dumb ex
Now she hella vexed, tell a girl don't stress me (move man)
Tell them, "Boy, don′t test me", do like MZ, chin′ his chest (grrt)
Three in his chest see look how they're done on me
Yuck, yucky poor T-Rex wasn′t ready
Tryna act bad for the Snap, nearly got put on the telly

Aah, baby girl come true, buss it down pon two
Come on girl, let me show you how to do Azonto
Buss it, buss it, make it clap on two
Buss it, buss it, make it clap on two
Man break off your back, let me arch that too
Go low, go low, man that's my motto
The bad Bs wanna take kids photo

I′m on a dumb flex, pass me the Cognac
When we step in the party, ayy, can't see me in Versace shades
Looking all naughty, ayy, VIP shawty
Once we step in the party, ayy, won′t see me in my Cartier
I'm on a dumb flex, pass me the Cognac
When we step in the party, ayy, can't see me in Versace shades
Looking all naughty, ayy, VIP shawty
Once we step in the party, ayy, won′t see me in my Cartier (ayy)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, no
Baby, baby