Lyrics M Huncho – Flex
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
YoungForever
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Came up from nada, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy, ayy
Cos we came up from nada, ayy (Listen)
No True Religions in largas, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy, ayy
Cos we came up from nada, ayy
No True Religions in largas, ayy
We the real no Wavo, ayy
Call me Huncho not Quavo, ayy (Huncho-Huncho-Huncho)
Make her go down when I say so, ayy
Kick her out, I’m on a payro
Ayy my white g right next to me, they call him Tony Montana (Call him, call him, call him, call him, call him)
Ayy, ayy, thats Tony Montana
He’s serving Montana (Yeah)
Taking food like Santana, ayy, ayy
Investing in hammers (Boom)
Avoiding these cameras (Fuck 12)
All of my nigga’s there juggin’ away
Even at home, yeah we’re playing away
I remember the times I was broke on the road, I had to Jugg and finesse to have money for days
Two for 2, that was what I was living on
Sam’s Chicken was my restaurant
Just got a call on cellular, ayy
Had to hit, had to it one of my regulars (Who’s that Andrew?)
This kitty-kat bought the whole wrap
He was itching-itching on the phone akh’ (Itching)
One shoot and that’s the whole stack
Now I re-up and get it all back
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy, ayy
Cos we came up from nada, ayy (Nothing)
No True Religions in largas, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we gotta flex, ayy, ayy
Cos we came up from nada, ayy
No True Religions in largas, ayy