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Grizzy Wynter - Werid Flex (feat. Chuchu) Lyrics



Grizzy Wynter - Werid Flex (feat. Chuchu) Lyrics




Weird flex but ok
I'm Serial killa
Ok
In my city they know that I'm the goat
MJ
You talking reckless
Oy yav
Your girl on my line
New bae
Me and my people never drop a dime
No change

My neck stay icey
Ok
(Ice)
Just like the Rockies
Ok
(Burr Burr)
Playing hockey so I stay cooler than frosty
Weird flex but ok
I'm cutting the grass every day
Ok
(Money counter)
To keep my lawn from a toupee
Ok
(Ball ball)
In the summer chilling ballin' on my neighbors all day
Weird flex but ok
I love shows with Killas
Ok
(Bodied)
You know that thriller
Ok
(He he)
Waiting till they so see who's really stole Rebecca's liver
Weird flex but ok
Don't always drive in lines
Ok
(Neva)
I've got a million fines
Ok
(A milli')
But mutha f*cker did you die?!
Weird flex but ok
Ok

Chuchu
An I'm wearin' Yeezys
That's all I got these days
I Can't even pay rent
But on this designer I spend

(Grizzy)
Spent my dollars on food so I ain't starving tonight
(Full up)
My Pockets might by Empty but my beer belly tight
(Laugh)

(Chuchu)
All my finances tight

The intellectual type
Was an accountant now I'm countin' all these dollars tonight
An I speak like 5 languages still don't understand you
Only f*ck w educated hoes diplomas I hand you

(Grizzy)
Never got a masters but I got my money's worth
(Cash)
Got honeys dripping syrup she my Mrs Butterworth
(Drip drip)
Keep my crib clean no baby wipes needed
(Whoop)
Bout to cut the beat wylin out I'm so conceited

Comics stacked high that's my education
Every track I drop that's audio fornication
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Weird flex but ok
I'm Serial killa
Ok
In my city they know that I'm the goat
MJ
You talking reckless
Oy yav
Your girl on my line
New bae
Me and my people never drop a dime
No change

My neck stay icey
Ok
(Ice)
Just like the Rockies
Ok
(Burr Burr)
Playing hockey so I stay cooler than frosty
Weird flex but ok
I'm cutting the grass every day
Ok
(Money counter)
To keep my lawn from a toupee
Ok
(Ball ball)
In the summer chilling ballin' on my neighbors all day
Weird flex but ok
I love shows with Killas
Ok
(Bodied)
You know that thriller
Ok
(He he)
Waiting till they so see who's really stole Rebecca's liver
Weird flex but ok
Don't always drive in lines
Ok
(Neva)
I've got a million fines
Ok
(A milli')
But mutha f*cker did you die?!
Weird flex but ok
Ok

Chuchu
An I'm wearin' Yeezys
That's all I got these days
I Can't even pay rent
But on this designer I spend

(Grizzy)
Spent my dollars on food so I ain't starving tonight
(Full up)
My Pockets might by Empty but my beer belly tight
(Laugh)

(Chuchu)
All my finances tight

The intellectual type
Was an accountant now I'm countin' all these dollars tonight
An I speak like 5 languages still don't understand you
Only f*ck w educated hoes diplomas I hand you

(Grizzy)
Never got a masters but I got my money's worth
(Cash)
Got honeys dripping syrup she my Mrs Butterworth
(Drip drip)
Keep my crib clean no baby wipes needed
(Whoop)
Bout to cut the beat wylin out I'm so conceited

Comics stacked high that's my education
Every track I drop that's audio fornication
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Writer: Camilla Bjørner, Chu Chu, Gerald Wynter
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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