
Flex Up Lil Yachty, Future & Playboi Carti
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[Chorus: Future, Lil Yachty & Playboi Carti]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Big Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Woo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Yeah)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Flex)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah
[Post-Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Bet you won't get no murders out me (Homicide, homicide, yeah)
Go tell the cops (Flex up), I bet you won't get no murders out me
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Flex up, racks up (Homicide), flex up (What?), racks up (Yeah)
Flex up (Flex up), racks up (Racks up), flex up (Flex up), racks up (You dig?)
Sticks up, sticks up (What?), sticks up, sticks up (Yeah)
Pick up the K, yeah (What?), I pick up the Drac', yeah (Slatt)
Spray at your bitch (Bitch, bitch), she gave me face, yeah (Carti)
I sprayed at the opp, yeah, he got shot in his face (Yeah)
I'm on codeine (Yeah), I'm fallin' in love with codeine
I really be sippin' the lean (Yeah), I'm never sippin' the green (Yeah)
I'm doin' them drugs, mean, I'm doin' them drugs, mean
That white ho love me, that white bitch love me, hold on
[Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (You dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Big Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Woo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Yeah)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Flex)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah
[Post-Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Bet you won't get no murders out me (Homicide, homicide, yeah)
Go tell the cops (Flex up), I bet you won't get no murders out me
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Flex up, racks up (Homicide), flex up (What?), racks up (Yeah)
Flex up (Flex up), racks up (Racks up), flex up (Flex up), racks up (You dig?)
Sticks up, sticks up (What?), sticks up, sticks up (Yeah)
Pick up the K, yeah (What?), I pick up the Drac', yeah (Slatt)
Spray at your bitch (Bitch, bitch), she gave me face, yeah (Carti)
I sprayed at the opp, yeah, he got shot in his face (Yeah)
I'm on codeine (Yeah), I'm fallin' in love with codeine
I really be sippin' the lean (Yeah), I'm never sippin' the green (Yeah)
I'm doin' them drugs, mean, I'm doin' them drugs, mean
That white ho love me, that white bitch love me, hold on
[Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (You dig?)
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