White Boy Willy - Flex (feat. Adamn Killa) Lyrics

Ohhhhh, imma, f*cking, flex
Dick her down kick her out now she my f*cking ex
Imma soar away like I'm boba fet
She calls and I respectfully reject
I ain't got time for any of this shit
I'm just tryna work and make these ends
Gonna. float. away
White boy willy dat boy in space
In cloud n9ne heaven look at his face
He so schwaked he don't even know his name
Willy on the chase, Versace cologne is the flav
And once I'm done they know i got game
Gaining that intelligence from the cosmos
Doing straight mystical shit in Oslo
You Shoot a gun I dodge I say almost
Went full matrix you ran pronto
Man, I know that yall gonna feel this
All these old heads will say we killed it
Me and adamn boy we the illest
If we got haters add em all to the kill list
Shit! That's fires!
ADAMN!
Niggas be hating but i dont even know what they talking about
I got red bottoms on my feet bitch I'm ballin outta the house
I bought em cuz I need to walk
I can't save no thot they just wanna talk
Yeah, And, these niggas don't k ow what they talking about
I been getting money I had to figure it out
Sometimes you gotta stay in the house, stack that money up real tall in the house
I got those red bottom moccasins
And these niggas I don't follow them
I've be getting money you should pardon them
Yeah, I bought a Tesla pardon me
Getting money like I hit the f*cking lottery
These niggas ain't nothing to me
Getting money that shit ain't nothing to me
Yeah, and this work it don't come for free
Niggas think I got it made but I still gotta grind every mothaf*ckin day
When I wake up I wanna get paid
I can't save no thot I don't wanna be late