
Flex Ghostface Killah (Ft. Harley)
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[Intro]
Yeah, nigga
I just wanna flex, son
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I just wanna flex, headed for success
I just bought a passport, Benny and the Jets
I just got a bag though, runnin' up a check
'Cause I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna
Flex, headed for success
I just bought a passport, Benny and the Jets
I just got a bag though, runnin' up a check
'Cause I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna flex
[Verse 1]
Ayy, yo, patty cake, patty cake, multiplying five pies
Mountains on the table, take a whiff, that's a line drive
Pullin' out cocaine biscuits, doin' drive-bys
Bitches buttnaked in the kitchen, shorty suck me dry
2 a.m. flights, elite jet, furry Louis seats
Alkaline bottles of Don, the whole crew eat
Flex ice water stones as long as baguettes
The new joint escalator piece, we flooded the steps
Baby blue passports, Hong Kong Task Force
Heard about the murder regime, made Ghost style mask for us
Bitches with tongue rings fresh out the geisha house
Did everything to these hoes but never ate them out
Niggas can't say shit, it's gold in my bank account
The foul play and the accolades is what my gang about
The knots, big faces falling out my Gucci sweats
TECs, vests, motherfuck, I'm daring you to...
Yeah, nigga
I just wanna flex, son
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I just wanna flex, headed for success
I just bought a passport, Benny and the Jets
I just got a bag though, runnin' up a check
'Cause I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna
Flex, headed for success
I just bought a passport, Benny and the Jets
I just got a bag though, runnin' up a check
'Cause I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna, I just wanna flex
[Verse 1]
Ayy, yo, patty cake, patty cake, multiplying five pies
Mountains on the table, take a whiff, that's a line drive
Pullin' out cocaine biscuits, doin' drive-bys
Bitches buttnaked in the kitchen, shorty suck me dry
2 a.m. flights, elite jet, furry Louis seats
Alkaline bottles of Don, the whole crew eat
Flex ice water stones as long as baguettes
The new joint escalator piece, we flooded the steps
Baby blue passports, Hong Kong Task Force
Heard about the murder regime, made Ghost style mask for us
Bitches with tongue rings fresh out the geisha house
Did everything to these hoes but never ate them out
Niggas can't say shit, it's gold in my bank account
The foul play and the accolades is what my gang about
The knots, big faces falling out my Gucci sweats
TECs, vests, motherfuck, I'm daring you to...
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