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airport - i, flex lyrics

[hook: airport]

i, flex, i’m riding with your ex
and i ain’t talking breakfast when i’m counting up my checks
i, flex, i’m riding with your ex
and i ain’t talking breakfast when i’m counting up my checks
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah

[verse 1: airport]

song made by me son
that’s her favorite theme song
causing racket like ping pong, cause she a ho ho, no ding dong
we the pilot, and you the re-run
we gonna raid your fridge, and then we run
we wylin’ out in the winter, wearing spring and summer season
telling y’all i’m a winner, here’s the facts, don’t need no reason
now we eating well for dinner, yeah we far from that capri sun
blonde hair, and i’m crazy, call me super saiyan vegeta
now i’m in my ufo, and i’m riding round on these beams, yeah
put you onto my team, and they’ll put you right back on me
brand new girl just hit my line, you’ve been with yours since ’03
yours stuck on parentheses, my girl text with emojis
i blow og, until the eyes bleed
i’m rocking yohji, that’s y-3
i’m on the side street
where they get pack then move by me
and i’m smoking j’s, no ronny
and i’m rocking ralph and that tommy
i’m racing laps, ricky bobby
you gotta go fast to get by me
you b-st-rds still moving backward, you still way behind me
better switch gears from r, d

[hook 2: airport]

i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah

[bridge: pat$ace]

i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah
i flex, say yeah

[verse 2: pat$ace]

b-tch i’m flexing no gym
flexed up on the gram, flexing with my bands
all these n-gg-s hating, they know i’m the man
b-tch i’m bout my paper, got the cash advance
really said he flexing, pulled up in a van
n-gg- where your bread? i spread you like some jam
lay you down to rest, this is not a test
told you not to test, i’ll slice you like some ham
dice you like some yams, sippin’ on some yams
in my cup it’s potent, sippin’ on the potion
got me in slow motion, feelin’ like i’m floatin’
since i elevated, b-tches gravitatin’
dodging snakes, feeling like i’m in the matrix
b-tch i’m feeling like i made it
i’m feeling like 20k, and yeah i got 20k b-tch
now i’m balling like i’m rondo
b-tch i’m flexing hard, you ridin’ in a tahoe
i took your hoe, and she gave me blow
powdered her nose and then gave me throat
i’m kickin’ shit like a field goal
n-gg-s try and guard me, but i’m steady scorin’
i’m counting blue ones while y’all n-gg-s snorin’
you can’t have my flex, that shit imported

[outro hook: airport]

- airport lyrics

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