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yung bleach, d.m.s - flex like x lyrics

chorus: yung bleach
i just wanna flex like x, aye, flex like x aye
i just flex on my old ex aye, flex on my ex aye
i just wanna count my check aye, count my checks aye
i’m just gonna say we next aye, say we next (up)

verse 1: yung bleach
yeah we next up aye
and we flexed up aye
got yo girlfriend in the crib and she be laid up aye
i go crazy
shoutout to the pyrus man the boy be so brazy
i be getting money so you can’t come and fade me
my flow be like water cuz the boy be so wavy
yeah i’m the godfather but i ain’t an odd fairy
i’m here getting cheddar so im flexed up in dairy
yeah i flexed up in dairy
look at me scary
they say that i’m stupid but that’s just cuz i’m daring
keep the money by my side it looks like we married
i done flexed up, now i look like i’m larry

chorus 2: d.m.s
i just wanna flex like x aye flex like aye. i just wanna flex on my ex aye flex on my ex aye. i just wanna count my checks aye count my checks aye. i’m just gonna say we next aye say we next aye

verse 2: d.m.s
yeah i’m a lyrical poet
and y’all didn’t even know it
but now i gotta go show it
snakes in the gr-ss, mow it
you reap it you sow it
this is my chance, can’t blow it
bands yeah i throw it
all these girl be hoe’in
i be rocking 17. now look at me. whachu see? members only, exclusivity, volumes 1,2,3
you know i keep that blade on me, i love it when they run
i love my clique like kanye
man this generation’s bratz be yung aye
y’all ain’t ready for the glow up
because i’m about to blow up
when i die i go up
time to switch my flow up
do it for the fam
don’t do it it for the gram
i’m running and gunning and hunting for all you fake rappers that be out here stunting
with god on my side
y’all got nowhere to hide
and i’ve been out the states
god controlling my fate
so i don’t know the date
for the heavenly gates
you can’t try me
i’m wearing nike
money all that i see
ladies all around me
king of the dead, aim for the head, paint the walls red, take all your bread
mess with the team (a)
get the beam (aimed)
at your spleen (hey)
watch you bleed (out)
on the the leaves (ye)

verse 3: yung bleach (d.m.s.)
whatchu want? whatchu need? i’m a king uh
(yeah you know it. ima fiend for that lean yuh)
got that 40, imma aim it at your spleen uh
(all the shoes i be wearing, very clean yuh)
all my songs you know that i be obscene uh
(all his that i ain’t on are unclean yuh)
all my diamonds really wet they aquafina
(i keep the green like the tree i’m evergreen yuh)

- yung bleach d m s lyrics

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