Lil Windpipe - Flex (feat. BIG $tiff, A.K-27 & Yung Dumbass) Lyrics

A.K-27 on the track
BIG $TIFF somehow came back
Featuring up and coming artist Yung Dumbass
And yours truly hahaha you already know who it is lil windpipe

Can not stop its like a reflex
Why your girl is giving me neck
And you puttin on your blistex
Cuz she gonna kiss you next

I got drip just like goku
And vegeta when they fuse
While you sittin all lonely
And im flexin like broly

Pussy niggas want a verse yuh
Hop out rari rolex first yuh
Balenceiaga on my shirt yuh
Money brown it look like dirt yuh

Minecraft steve is how i work huh
With yo grandma yeah i flirt huh
She blow my brain out just like kurt huh
While im sippin on that purp huh yuh

Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you

BIG $TIFF back on the track
Nobody better ask me how I came back
I came just to flex on you
Not many can do what I do
I caught all the pokemon in version blue
I helped steve find all the clues
I can barely count past two
And my doctors not a jew

I got minecraft gold like butter
I got 50 copies of flubber
I got milk straight from the udder
Im not like no other

They say like im magic
Take my life you can have it
Got so much its trajic
Driving into oncoming traffic

Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you

Yuh I got these hands I don't need a gun
Step outside with these black airforce 1s
Take your wallet you don't need those funds
Wait yuh
Ice that nigga with my fist yuh
Then i flex his diamond wrist yuh
All my jewerly lookin crisp yuh
Wait hold up ay
Feelin sick how im coughin ay
Turn your coup into a coffin ay
Got your head just like a dolphin ay
Hold up wait
I got two glocks in my tube socks
Talkin shit you gon get shots
Red dots all on you like chicken pox
Empty my needles like flu shots

Ima flex on you
Ima take your shit try to get it back then im gonna hit you with the tool
Ima flex on you
Ima flex on you
Ima take your shit push you back tell me what you gonna really gonna do

Ima flex on you yuh
Flex on your boo what
Ridin the coup yuh
Song on a loop
Ducking your bitch
No hands
She rubbin my dick
Flex flex flex
Now that bitch wet
She rockin my set
We chill on the deck
She lick on my neck
Ouu what
She lick on my neck
Thats shots from the tec

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