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cody manson & shaaby – flex zone lyrics

[intro: shaaby]
i’m in the flex zone, yeah (flex zone, flex zone, flex zone)
flex zone (flex zone, flex zone)
yeah, aye, i’m in the flex zone (flex zone, flex zone, flex zone)
i’m in the flex zone (flex zone, flex zone)

[bridge: shaaby]
shout out, shout out, shout out
shout out to my fam that i don’t see no more (no more)
shout out to my friends
say we go to loot, then fiend for another week (yeah)
shout out to the females in my dms
haven’t f+cked b+tch? you ain’t catch no nut
my head ups in the cloud, i’m faded, i’m gone
i got three more, i’m in the flex zone
[verse 1: shaaby]
i’m a big dog, i got too many bones to pick (yeah)
instagram, we gonna flex (yeah)
i got this milf in my dms, said she want my d+ck
f+cked around and called off another (ooh)
we f+ck a job, i still collect checks
big big flex, big moves, no stress
smoke that gas, i flex upon that press
diamonds wet like the ocean
sipping on the red cup, this bass got me f+cked up
head on a turn like timmy turner
rolling up another burner
mosh pit, i go all on
i bust your skull, i sn+tch yo chain
no cap, look back like where yo f+cking homies at?

[interlude: latarian milton & reporter]
i wanted to do it ’cause it’s fun. it’s fun to do bad things. drive into a car
well, did you know that you could perhaps k!ll somebody?
yes, but i wanted to do hood rat stuff with my friend

[verse 2: cody manson]
(yeah)
when i was fifteen i was doing things you probably wouldn’t do ’til you was twenty+eight (yeah)
broke house arrest, caught out+of+state in a stolen car with a .38 (yah)
locked up, back in the deuce with a paid lawyer, tryna beat the case (aye)
when it come to doing dirt while putting in work, you can’t tell me it’s fake
shout out my brother matthew, he the reason why i rap like this (word up)
shout out my brother justin, he the reason i’m tatted up like this (tatted up)
when my brother charlie graduated i was proud as sh+t (for real)
rest in peace my brother alex, one day we gon’ meet again (r.i.p.)
shout out to my haters, yeah, i see y’all in the distance (what up?)
i be on some pimp sh+t (aye), you be on some simp sh+t (aye)
b+tch, i’m on fire, no pyrotechnic (ooh)
i’m a ancient alien body covered in hieroglyphics (i’m static)
them shooters hit you up in broad day, won’t leave a witness (naw)
no sh+ll casings, no evidence, no forensics (uh uh)
i try to stay positive but demons is always present (for real)
every day somebody lose they for dead present
[bridge: shaaby]
shout out, shout out, shout out
shout out to my fam that i don’t see no more (no more)
shout out to my friends
say we go to loot, then fiend for another week (yeah)
shout out to the females in my dms
haven’t f+cked b+tch? you ain’t catch no nut
my head ups in the cloud, i’m faded, i’m gone
i got three more, i’m in the flex zone

[chorus: shaaby]
yeah, aye, i’m in the flex zone (flex zone, flex zone, flex zone)
yeah, aye, i’m in the flex zone (flex zone, flex zone)
yeah, aye, i’m in the flex zone (flex zone, flex zone, flex zone)
yes, yeah, i’m in the flex zone (flex zone, flex zone, flex zone)

- cody manson shaaby lyrics

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