Текст песни Flash - W3S

Life been moving quickly like i'm flash now
I see money coming in my bank account that's cash now
I might buy a Rollie', 'cause I can now
All these motherfuckers hate me, 'cause I'm getting bands now
I'ma sell out shows like i'm the man now
I see every single person vibing in the stands now
Beam is finna hit you with two hands now
If you ain't with the style, get the fuck back to your mans house

Driving down the road, and i'm feeling real crazy
This the life I chose, so I been living it lately
I can't fuck that hoe, 'cause she wanna be my baby
I'ma smoke a O, got me feeling so lazy
And my bank account been going up (up, up)
I got power in my corner, I don't give a fuck (fuck)
I was feeling out of order because I been broke (broke)
Now I see the future, and it's been giving me hope (hope)
I done been ready for this life
My head moving steady, Bonny, Clyde
I ain't been in bed for like 4 nights
Studio been crazy, i'm alright
I can't buy a wedding ring, on wife
But I got the Henny, under ice
Shout out to Dani, because i'm
Awake on the daily, fuck the night

Life been moving quickly like i'm flash now
I see money coming in my bank account that's cash now
I might buy a Rollie', 'cause I can now
All these motherfuckers hate me, 'cause I'm getting bands now
I'ma sell out shows like i'm the man now
I see every single person vibing in the stands now
Beam is finna hit you with two hands now
If you ain't with the style, get the fuck back to your mans house

On a roll
I got the smoke all in my clothes
Moving icy 'cause i'm cold
But at least i'm staying whole (Ay)
Fuck it
This too slow, pass her to bro
Told that lil' bitch we can't fuck anymore
She wanna come out to all of my shows
I ain't got time to be whipping a rolls
I'ma go get money, fame, and the hoes
I can see my future, brighter then gold
This is the life that I wanted, and chose
All of this hate man I flip it, and roll (Damn)
Slow it up
I'm sipping alcohol, throw it up
I already know how i'm balling, big bands on me like i'm Michael Jordan
Man I told ya', man throw it up
Party was lame, but I showed it up
I take the game, and I blow it up
Bitch gimme brain like she blowing up
She want the fame, but can't fuck with us

Life been moving quickly like i'm flash now
I see money coming in my bank account that's cash now
I might buy a Rollie', 'cause I can now
All these motherfuckers hate me, 'cause I'm getting bands now
I'ma sell out shows like i'm the man now
I see every single person vibing in the stands now
Beam is finna hit you with two hands now
If you ain't with the style, get the fuck back to your mans house