w3s - flash lyrics
[chorus]
life been moving quickly like i’m flash now
i see money coming in my bank account that’s cash now
i might buy a rollie’, ’cause i can now
all these motherf-ckers hate me, ‘cause i’m getting bands now
i’ma sell out shows like i’m the man now
i see every single person vibing in the stands now
beam is finna hit you with two hands now
if you ain’t with the style, get the f-ck back to your mans house
[verse 1]
driving down the road, and i’m feeling real crazy
this the life i chose, so i been living it lately
i can’t f-ck that hoe, ‘cause she wanna be my baby
i’ma smoke a o, got me feeling so lazy
and my bank account been going up (up, up)
i got power in my corner, i don’t give a f-ck (f-ck)
i was feeling out of order because i been broke (broke)
now i see the future, and it’s been giving me hope (hope)
i done been ready for this life
my head moving steady, bonny, clyde
i ain’t been in bed for like 4 nights
studio been crazy, i’m alright
i can’t buy a wedding ring, on wife
but i got the henny, under ice
shout out to dani, because i’m
awake on the daily, f-ck the night
[chorus]
life been moving quickly like i’m flash now
i see money coming in my bank account that’s cash now
i might buy a rollie’, ’cause i can now
all these motherf-ckers hate me, ‘cause i’m getting bands now
i’ma sell out shows like i’m the man now
i see every single person vibing in the stands now
beam is finna hit you with two hands now
if you ain’t with the style, get the f-ck back to your mans house
[verse 2]
on a roll
i got the smoke all in my clothes
moving icy ‘cause i’m cold
but at least i’m staying whole (ay)
f-ck it
this too slow, p-ss her to bro
told that lil’ b-tch we can’t f-ck anymore
she wanna come out to all of my shows
i ain’t got time to be whipping a rolls
i’ma go get money, fame, and the hoes
i can see my future, brighter then gold
this is the life that i wanted, and chose
all of this hate man i flip it, and roll (d-mn)
slow it up
i’m sipping alcohol, throw it up
i already know how i’m balling, big bands on me like i’m michael jordan
man i told ya’, man throw it up
party was lame, but i showed it up
i take the game, and i blow it up
b-tch gimme brain like she blowing up
she want the fame, but can’t f-ck with us
[chorus]
life been moving quickly like i’m flash now
i see money coming in my bank account that’s cash now
i might buy a rollie’, ’cause i can now
all these motherf-ckers hate me, ‘cause i’m getting bands now
i’ma sell out shows like i’m the man now
i see every single person vibing in the stands now
beam is finna hit you with two hands now
if you ain’t with the style, get the f-ck back to your mans house
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