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yorm - flexin' lyrics

[intro]

yorm!
$hamaar!

[hook: yorm]

all my brodie’s acting h-lla crazy
you know we balling mane we h-lla wavy
straight out the crib with a h-lla ladies
yeah i be popping i got h-lla haters
ay yeah n-gga thats the good life
reminiscin’ on my hood life
yeah you know what it look like
boy i made it on my own like

[verse 1: yorm]

i don’t f-ck with you n-ggas, you n-ggas done switchin’ lanes
i done dropped bullet holes in your brains what you think?
put my d-ck in your thoughts n-gga f-ck what you think
i only f-ck with real n-ggas that’s the anthem i sing, yeah
and i don’t play i don’t play (boy)
i keep it 1hunnid men that’s how i lay it straight
if you ain’t about the paper, n-gga get up off my way
they tried to stop me, but these makrel n-ggas delay!
all these n-ggas all about em hoes (but i’m not)
but d-mn i’m all about the mulla mulla
keep a couple hunnids on a low
b-tch i’m the juice watch how i flow (splash)

[pre-hook: yorm]

i’m grindin’ with my n-ggas
ima keep shinnin’ with my n-ggas
ima keep grindin’ with my n-ggas
yeah you know how we do this

[hook: $hamaar]

all my brodie’s actin’ h-lla crazy
you know we ballin’ mane we h-lla wavy
straight out the crib with a h-lla ladies
yeah i be poppin’ i got h-lla haters
ay yeah n-gga thats the good life
reminiscin’ on my hood life
yeah you know what it look like
boy i made it on my own like

[verse 2: $hamaar]

you talk a lotta sh-t but you a broke boy
rip to mr james that my old boy
i keep my moves on the low like a dope boy
cops askin’ lotta questions i don’t know boy
swaaaaaaag- dabbin’ like a motherf-cker
if you ain’t with the team you a sucker
oh came outta nothin’
now i’m poppin’ and stuntin’
all these haters be frontin’
f-ck em all i be c-mmin’
i ain’t never going back to the bottom
with my n-ggas
i remember being broke
now all i do is count figures
watchu say? ishawu mane that my lil n-gga
i just need some alchemys mane f-ck a hilfiger
one time for my partner what it do urban jigga
all i do is dream big when i pop it get bigger
oh ball and rappin’
i ain’t trappin’
talking sh-t
i be clappin’
n-ggas actin’
like some actors
gotta get it
that’s a fact-ah

[pre-hook: yorm]

i’m grindin’ with my n-ggas
i’mma keep shinnin’ with my n-ggas
i’mma keep grindin’ with my n-ggas
yeah you know how we do this

[verse 3: $hamaar]

wavy boyz and trendy gang
hit em with a better plan
y’all n-ggas don’t understand
i be on some wavy trend

[verse 4: yorm]

boom boom bang (bang)
blow up with my gang (gang)
f-ck this fake sh-t, got deerill at my back

[verse 5: $hamaar]

all i wanted was some stacks
lost a few but got it back
anytime i’m on a track
you know sh-t ain’t never wack

[verse 6: yorm]

i’m the coach you the player
all my bros in my team know the deal yeah
aye you know i got the sauce
yorm got the sauce never taste bitter bish you know i got sugar

[outro: yorm]

d-mn, crazy
b-tch don’t try to play me
d-mn, crazy
b-tch don’t try to play me
yeah, b-tch don’t try to play me yeah

- yorm lyrics

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