Ha-ha! Yeah and we be, and we be, and we be (Yeah we be chillin')
We be the illest and the chillest and the realest
(We be the illest and the chillest and the, what)
You already know who come through with chill beats
And even if I'm full yeah I still eat
Sometimes you just eat it for the flavor
The flavor of the beat is something I always savor
And I swear i love you i love you like it's XO
Hot like an espresso
Remember ain't no X though
I just throw that at the end of the Flex though
I swear that I'm the best though
And that's my manifesto
If life was poker then I got many chips
I ain't ever held a gun but i swear empty clips
And I'm talkin' bout the lyrics
And if we talkin' church you can feel it in the spirit
The Holy Ghost I burn through bread so now it's only toast
I've never frowned cause I swear that's for lonely folks
I just climb the highest mountains, the stony slopes
Then I kick flip in the underground cause that's where Tony goes
Yup that's where Tony goes
I'm talkin' hawk on the ps2
Man that right there go together like it's me plus you
Ha-ha yeah, man and I'm just trippin' on nostalgia
If you ain't skating with me then I'll just roll without ya
Sticking to the topic, I'm always on my grind
And I can't ever stop it, it's always on my mind
You stay outta pocket, and I'm always in mine
I swear I'm like a prophet, who's never outta time
If we talkin 'bout the pocket, let's talk about the beat
The way that I be rapping, I'm fittin' in the crease
I'm steady gaining traction, and never gon decrease
I'm hot when I'm in action like it's 94 degrees yeah (Woo!)
The flows impossible
No replication is possible
Smooth just like it's topical
Like, machine washable
Like nurse in a hospital
I'm vital to ya health
Ain't no stealth about the wealth we bout to do with no help
I got a heart full of gold, mixed with an old soul
Boy I'm on a roll like a boulder or a stone
It's a new age I don't use pen and paper
I just bust out the Apple write the lyrics write in my phone so
Don't bother me when I'm in stu 'bout cook up
Keep ya head down when I'm around don't even look up
Medusa, turn you to stone or have you shook up
This song is just little flex, just like a push up
Flex Williams - X/O Lyrics
Flex Williams - X/O Lyrics
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English
Ha-ha! Yeah and we be, and we be, and we be (Yeah we be chillin')
We be the illest and the chillest and the realest
(We be the illest and the chillest and the, what)
You already know who come through with chill beats
And even if I'm full yeah I still eat
Sometimes you just eat it for the flavor
The flavor of the beat is something I always savor
And I swear i love you i love you like it's XO
Hot like an espresso
Remember ain't no X though
I just throw that at the end of the Flex though
I swear that I'm the best though
And that's my manifesto
If life was poker then I got many chips
I ain't ever held a gun but i swear empty clips
And I'm talkin' bout the lyrics
And if we talkin' church you can feel it in the spirit
The Holy Ghost I burn through bread so now it's only toast
I've never frowned cause I swear that's for lonely folks
I just climb the highest mountains, the stony slopes
Then I kick flip in the underground cause that's where Tony goes
Yup that's where Tony goes
I'm talkin' hawk on the ps2
Man that right there go together like it's me plus you
Ha-ha yeah, man and I'm just trippin' on nostalgia
If you ain't skating with me then I'll just roll without ya
Sticking to the topic, I'm always on my grind
And I can't ever stop it, it's always on my mind
You stay outta pocket, and I'm always in mine
I swear I'm like a prophet, who's never outta time
If we talkin 'bout the pocket, let's talk about the beat
The way that I be rapping, I'm fittin' in the crease
I'm steady gaining traction, and never gon decrease
I'm hot when I'm in action like it's 94 degrees yeah (Woo!)
The flows impossible
No replication is possible
Smooth just like it's topical
Like, machine washable
Like nurse in a hospital
I'm vital to ya health
Ain't no stealth about the wealth we bout to do with no help
I got a heart full of gold, mixed with an old soul
Boy I'm on a roll like a boulder or a stone
It's a new age I don't use pen and paper
I just bust out the Apple write the lyrics write in my phone so
Don't bother me when I'm in stu 'bout cook up
Keep ya head down when I'm around don't even look up
Medusa, turn you to stone or have you shook up
This song is just little flex, just like a push up
We be the illest and the chillest and the realest
(We be the illest and the chillest and the, what)
You already know who come through with chill beats
And even if I'm full yeah I still eat
Sometimes you just eat it for the flavor
The flavor of the beat is something I always savor
And I swear i love you i love you like it's XO
Hot like an espresso
Remember ain't no X though
I just throw that at the end of the Flex though
I swear that I'm the best though
And that's my manifesto
If life was poker then I got many chips
I ain't ever held a gun but i swear empty clips
And I'm talkin' bout the lyrics
And if we talkin' church you can feel it in the spirit
The Holy Ghost I burn through bread so now it's only toast
I've never frowned cause I swear that's for lonely folks
I just climb the highest mountains, the stony slopes
Then I kick flip in the underground cause that's where Tony goes
Yup that's where Tony goes
I'm talkin' hawk on the ps2
Man that right there go together like it's me plus you
Ha-ha yeah, man and I'm just trippin' on nostalgia
If you ain't skating with me then I'll just roll without ya
Sticking to the topic, I'm always on my grind
And I can't ever stop it, it's always on my mind
You stay outta pocket, and I'm always in mine
I swear I'm like a prophet, who's never outta time
If we talkin 'bout the pocket, let's talk about the beat
The way that I be rapping, I'm fittin' in the crease
I'm steady gaining traction, and never gon decrease
I'm hot when I'm in action like it's 94 degrees yeah (Woo!)
The flows impossible
No replication is possible
Smooth just like it's topical
Like, machine washable
Like nurse in a hospital
I'm vital to ya health
Ain't no stealth about the wealth we bout to do with no help
I got a heart full of gold, mixed with an old soul
Boy I'm on a roll like a boulder or a stone
It's a new age I don't use pen and paper
I just bust out the Apple write the lyrics write in my phone so
Don't bother me when I'm in stu 'bout cook up
Keep ya head down when I'm around don't even look up
Medusa, turn you to stone or have you shook up
This song is just little flex, just like a push up
Writer: Lex Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid