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yung ball - not flexing lyrics

[intro]
i finally ran me up a bag
dreams to the dash
yeah
(you already know)
it’s lit!
i don’t check the tag
yeah aye
(and i’m mr.trotta)

[chorus]
i finally ran me up a bag
now these haters mad
lambo dreams do the dash
got me going fast
new chanel pulled up on me
i don’t check the tag
made my bag
making sure the oppositions mad

[verse]
yeah
lost like 20 on a monday
run it up made it all again
right by sunday
(aye)
poured a four up
whip tacoma like toyota
(skrt)
skrt skrt in a rover
now i’m flying south by georgia
(yeah yeah yeah)
driving fast
do the dash in my whip
(my whip)
going fast
don’t stop there’s a cliff
(aye)
twenty four
no i made morе like 80
(what?)
think you know me but you really don’t
man that’s crazy
thеy only really hate me cuz
i made my own bag
(why?)
even though i’m buying big things
i won’t brag
(i won’t)
louie prada fendi
you know i’m not checking tags
(yeah)
when it comes to money
you know that i’m getting cash
(cash)
payroll higher than the sky
you know when i see that gucci
i hit buy
soon enough career is boutta fly
(yeah)
but i’m steady grinding
getting paid on my own time aye
[chorus]
i finally ran me up a bag
now these haters mad
lambo dreams do the dash
got me going fast
new chanel pulled up on me
i don’t check the tag
made my bag
making sure the oppositions mad
i finally ran me up a bag
now these haters mad
lambo dreams do the dash
got me going fast
new chanel pulled up on me
i don’t check the tag
made my bag
making sure the oppositions mad

- yung ball lyrics

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