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billy marchiafava - summertime flex lyrics

[intro]
d-mn, why is everything i make so f-cking fire?
you already know what the f-ck goin’ on…
trash gang in this b-tch
we comin’ up, hoe

[verse 1]
this that summer time flex (ayy!)
billy countin’ checks (billy!)
chillin’ witcho main thot, yeah she givin’ neck (ayy!)
b-tch don’t disrespect
these diamonds cost yo’ rent (ice!)
i just stole yo’ b-tch and all i had to do is flex
ayy, ooh, yeah
i just pulled up in a bentley coup (skrrt!)
diamonds electric like pikachu (skrrt!)
billy might go drop the f-ckin’ roof
just so you know i can stunt on you (ayy, ayy)

[hook]
i got the formula
count me a check then i run it up
and you know billy be turning up
sauce on my wrist i’m incredible

[verse 2]
now i got the money in the bag
buying all this sh-t i’ve never had
now i make more money than yo’ dad
and i got yo’ b-tch calling me dad (what, what, d-mn)
i don’t got no time for no hoe
billy get the check then i’m ghost
hey, and she said she like the way that i flow
she knows that i’m the goat
summertime flex on yo’ hoe

[chorus]
summertime flex
summertime flex
i pulled up on yo’ b-tch with that summertime flex
rolex on my wrist that’s a summertime flex
my old b-tch called me up that’s a summertime ex

summertime flex
summertime flex
diamonds on my neck that’s a summertime flex
billy cashin out that’s a summertime check
now i’m blowing up cuz i’m summertime next, ayy!

- billy marchiafava lyrics

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