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Yeah, skrt, b-r-r-r-p Put your hands in the air for Cardec Swwrrtt Ring it up Swwrrtt Who I gotta flex for? (Who I gotta flex?) The team I'm with I.. (They team up with) The team I'm with, I claim Who I really got to check for? (Who I gotta check?) The team I'm with, I.. (They team up with) The team I'm with, I claim Who I really gotta? Flex, flex, flex, flex (Who gon' flex?) Who I check, check, check? (Who gon' check?) Flex, flex, flex, flex (Who gon' flex?) Who I check, check, check? Because the team didn't know the way down (All the way!) Can't all the way down Same lane on the way down (All the way!) We done found a way Yeah we got it I don't flex unless I'm in gloves (No!) Shout out Foggieraw, I'm trusting God is my bus (Bus!) I don't answer calls unless it's God or my folks Letras de cancionesI saw Yahweh on the water so I got out the boat (Yeah) Huh, Indie Tribe the house, RMG descendant And you looking like a tenant, who does not offense it? (Yee!) Fifty, fifty my percentage if we talking business I'm a chemist with the writtens, I don't need a Qunetin (Whew!) Yeah, followed by some bots that is no flex Uh, flex while taking shots, that's a bow flex (Whew!) Yeah I'd rather pull some pig that has no text (Yee!) Hit a stage, get a check then I go bless Yeah, yeah Pull up on 'em like I got a new Ferrari Crush my enemies, sorry, I'm not sorry, no Fishing for piranhas, call it calamari I been on point at clipping lists And all you came and got me whoa RMG indebted we just put the nomy whoa I got favor tell me tell me who gone hurt me whoa A couple of guys is firefighters that's my party Been on point at clipping lists And all you came and got me whoa Flex for (Flex for) (Yeah, yeah) The team I'm with, I.. (The team I'm with, I) The team I'm with, I claim Who I really gotta check for? (Yeah, yeah) The team I'm with, I.. (The team I'm with, I) The team I'm with, I claim Who I really gotta? (Yeah, yeah) The team I'm with, I.. (The team I'm with, I) The team I'm with, I claim Who I really gotta check for? (Oh yeah) The team I'm with, I.. (The team I'm with, I) The team I'm with, I claim Who I really gotta? (Oh yeah) Flex, flex, flex, flex (Oh flex) Who I check, check, check, check? (Yeah) Flex, flex, flex, flex (Oh I'm flexin') Who I check, check, check, check? 'Cause the team didn't know the way down (All the way!) Been all the way down Team waiting in a field now (All the way!) We done found a way out Came, came, came, we got it (Now let's make a super scientific test) I can put the blood on him He don't feel the blood on him, yeah I can put the blood on him, yeah He don't feel the blood on him, yeah Living legends that have been around town, look at the mileage (Woo) Hardest lyrics so cocky, so cocky like, "Look at what I did" (Yeah) Yeah, you fly, Superfly, with the brother, tuned out the pilot, whoa So if God put a plug up on 'em, the more I'll power from the prophet, woo Pull the plug on 'em Snap the plug on 'em one time Pull the plug on 'em Snap the plug on 'em one time Pull the plug on 'em Snap the plug on 'em one time Pull the plug on 'em Snap the plug on 'em one time Time and lonely got me bused a lot Still half-stepping when they level up I seen a pocket on a hawk and beat him for a piece of beef like competitors Hagglers thinking we hagglers Hagglers know! A from there minus stay in step with us I ain't counter busting with you I ain't tripping, you ain't gotta mess with us Everybody come from nothing You ain't nothing special Fresher than a sunrise I do what I do like I'm chillin' But they try and get me to heated like the summertime Brothers singles eagles just as well as mine I can do the same bout a hundred times But before I start fillin' my cell Let me bring this before I get a bottom-line Oh snap! Out of time yeah they out of time Ain't no overtime But they on the line I know the maker, you just know designs Yeah you know designer paint and patters Tryin' to turn their heads that's fine I just hope you know the plug-pusher Yeah they out of sight 'cause they out of mind Pullin' the plug on imposters, woo They'll be thinkin' that they mobsters All this sick in the other band, but I tell them I got a good doctor (Whoa) Their problem will get turned into credit The reaper say I got here (Yeah) I ain't gotta sugar-coat the main source I'm just plugging 'em with God fears I can put the plug on Yeah I pull the plug on 'em Yeah I can put the plug on Yeah I can pull the plug on 'em yeah From Letras Mania