yung matthias – yung flex lyrics
[verse 1: lil cerein]
drop that -ss once
drop that twice nah
drop that -ss three times
baby can you bust down
step back to the three
ice on my wrist
watch those [?]
this lil b-tch thinks she got me hung over
when i come up she gon’ be how i know ya
i dont care f-ck it up
i’mma slurp the p-ssy up
she betcha know it
double up b-ttercup
i don’t want a b-tch, nah do i, nah
but i kinda want a bad bih on jah
hit it woah nah
let me hit it like yah
she crazy from the back go stupid like ah!
[interlude: yung matthias]
y’all ain’t expect a solo huh
h-llo johnny?
[hook: yung matthias]
hit ‘em with the yung flex
we hit ‘em with the big checks
we flyin’ through the solar god d-mn apex
we flyin’ through the air
no you can’t compare
flying through the coupe
bust down think she cute
we flying through the air in that golden parachute
[refrain: yung matthias]
yuh, he done for
can he get an encore
bro trust its called for
can we get it fast?
can we get it slow
can we go down all the way to the floor
[verse 2: yung matthias]
f-ck bro, they comin’ for more
big bibba ain’t ready for war
yo that sh-t’s cold
colder than the cold war
yo man no need to fume
those b-tches are hotter than you
next time you shouldn’t -ssume
ah, this is the album debut
aw man you brought your own doom
we flying in that car vroom vroom
we put up in your tomb
ah, the waves be hittin’
no i ain’t quittin’
we’re in gta now, and we be counterfeiting’
[refrain: yung matthias]
hit ‘em with the yung flex
we hit ‘em with the big checks
we flyin’ through the solar god d-mn apex
we flyin’ through the air
no you can’t compare
flying through the coupe
bust down think she cute
we flying through the air in that golden parachute
[verse 3: sedan]
got long money, yeah a hunnid centipede
horses in the back, yeah yeah i’m with my steed
stay with my minions like despicable me!
what the f-ck bro, why you say that
one in the million yeah needle in a haystack
if you talk sh-t well take you to the outback
yeah the grill, not to k!ll yeah
helping all these kids yeah call me doctor phil
what the f-ck bro i’m not with your hoe
man that’s foul yeah let me shoot the free throw
yeah that’s one point, never two bro
yeah i’mma leave say my name it ain’t abruzzo
it’s sedan, i’m the man
yeah i stay home but i never pop a xan
that’s a pill bro, never do that
talking all day big mouth like a zubat
matty said hop on the song yeah i’ll do that
[hook: yung matthias]
hit ‘em with the yung flex
we hit ‘em with the big checks
we flyin’ through the solar god d-mn apex
we flyin’ through the air
no you can’t compare
flying through the coupe
bust down think she cute
we flying through the air in that golden parachute
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