Baby, u know i really loved u
Nothin was above u
And u played me
Now u actin like u have no time
Shady
I see u on da gram
Postin pictures for that man
Crazy
Girl u must be outta ur mind
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Baby u was bad
I aint gotta lie
The only thing I had
Nothin on da side
U snap me all the time
Even creepin on ma phone
Even when I'm on that grind
U was chillin in ma zone
Gucci on your waist
Sushi on that plate
Bad n Boujee in ur days
Now ur hoochie on a stray
U be actin all shady I got news from ur chick
Ridin in mercedes I got views from ma click
See I dont really judge no book by a cover
You playin secret lovers like a crook under cover
Fitty on that ring
Fly Beijing
Nifty wit that fling
Now u messin with tha king
Creepin on ma back I know where you at
Weekends on his yacht, sippin on his gnac
Trick quit the games and let that truth deliver
Like JT Imma make u cry a river
U know I that I loved u all the while
Had picture perfect visions of our lives
Now u scheme me and play me with your lies
Why'd you had to do? I aint mad atcha
Let me say it like it is
The way u move got me locked in
Ur snap chats and ur Instagram stories
I know u gotta man but let's jus be homies
That's how it's gon start and how it's gon end
Whatever happens in between let's just pretend
Like it never did like Like I don't know u and u don't know me
But when u click em pictures of ur booty send em to me
I'm in love I ain't gon lie
I'm in love with ur curves that ass them thys
Man outta town let's take a ride
Smoke some of that reefer that whiz Kalifa
Jump in to the back seat like we in high skool
Rule no 1 is we got no rules
When we done freaking I cruise back home
Open ma bed room door... (damn)
What the is going on
Baby, u know i really loved u
Nothin was above u
And u played me
Now u actin like u have no time
Shady
I see u on da gram
Postin pictures for that man
Crazy
Girl u must be outta ur mind
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
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Kingsouth - Flexin' on Da Gram (feat. Infaas & Bonekilla) Lyrics
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Baby, u know i really loved u
Nothin was above u
And u played me
Now u actin like u have no time
Shady
I see u on da gram
Postin pictures for that man
Crazy
Girl u must be outta ur mind
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Baby u was bad
I aint gotta lie
The only thing I had
Nothin on da side
U snap me all the time
Even creepin on ma phone
Even when I'm on that grind
U was chillin in ma zone
Gucci on your waist
Sushi on that plate
Bad n Boujee in ur days
Now ur hoochie on a stray
U be actin all shady I got news from ur chick
Ridin in mercedes I got views from ma click
See I dont really judge no book by a cover
You playin secret lovers like a crook under cover
Fitty on that ring
Fly Beijing
Nifty wit that fling
Now u messin with tha king
Creepin on ma back I know where you at
Weekends on his yacht, sippin on his gnac
Trick quit the games and let that truth deliver
Like JT Imma make u cry a river
U know I that I loved u all the while
Had picture perfect visions of our lives
Now u scheme me and play me with your lies
Why'd you had to do? I aint mad atcha
Let me say it like it is
The way u move got me locked in
Ur snap chats and ur Instagram stories
I know u gotta man but let's jus be homies
That's how it's gon start and how it's gon end
Whatever happens in between let's just pretend
Like it never did like Like I don't know u and u don't know me
But when u click em pictures of ur booty send em to me
I'm in love I ain't gon lie
I'm in love with ur curves that ass them thys
Man outta town let's take a ride
Smoke some of that reefer that whiz Kalifa
Jump in to the back seat like we in high skool
Rule no 1 is we got no rules
When we done freaking I cruise back home
Open ma bed room door... (damn)
What the is going on
Baby, u know i really loved u
Nothin was above u
And u played me
Now u actin like u have no time
Shady
I see u on da gram
Postin pictures for that man
Crazy
Girl u must be outta ur mind
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Nothin was above u
And u played me
Now u actin like u have no time
Shady
I see u on da gram
Postin pictures for that man
Crazy
Girl u must be outta ur mind
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Baby u was bad
I aint gotta lie
The only thing I had
Nothin on da side
U snap me all the time
Even creepin on ma phone
Even when I'm on that grind
U was chillin in ma zone
Gucci on your waist
Sushi on that plate
Bad n Boujee in ur days
Now ur hoochie on a stray
U be actin all shady I got news from ur chick
Ridin in mercedes I got views from ma click
See I dont really judge no book by a cover
You playin secret lovers like a crook under cover
Fitty on that ring
Fly Beijing
Nifty wit that fling
Now u messin with tha king
Creepin on ma back I know where you at
Weekends on his yacht, sippin on his gnac
Trick quit the games and let that truth deliver
Like JT Imma make u cry a river
U know I that I loved u all the while
Had picture perfect visions of our lives
Now u scheme me and play me with your lies
Why'd you had to do? I aint mad atcha
Let me say it like it is
The way u move got me locked in
Ur snap chats and ur Instagram stories
I know u gotta man but let's jus be homies
That's how it's gon start and how it's gon end
Whatever happens in between let's just pretend
Like it never did like Like I don't know u and u don't know me
But when u click em pictures of ur booty send em to me
I'm in love I ain't gon lie
I'm in love with ur curves that ass them thys
Man outta town let's take a ride
Smoke some of that reefer that whiz Kalifa
Jump in to the back seat like we in high skool
Rule no 1 is we got no rules
When we done freaking I cruise back home
Open ma bed room door... (damn)
What the is going on
Baby, u know i really loved u
Nothin was above u
And u played me
Now u actin like u have no time
Shady
I see u on da gram
Postin pictures for that man
Crazy
Girl u must be outta ur mind
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Man don't got no plan
Man jus flexin on da gram
Writer: Krishan Maheson, Suren Puthirasigamoney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid