Nines - Flex Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Flex By Nines?
(Hahahaha, The Young Nav Michael)
These niggas claim that they f*ck with me (no) Look young and paid with these stacks on me (whoa) I never used to get it, came off road So I had to get it on my own Oh shit, run a check, yeah Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah Is that the Rollie or the Patek? Nah I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) "Nines, how you still flippin' haze?" I ain't grindin', this shit sells itself like my triple A's All this weed, we ain't runnin' out of flavors Their re-up's in the post and mine's is comin' in containers, uh I was gonna bring him in, help him do a grow Coulda been in Crop Circle on our UFO My little nigga lost a nina, that ain't a loss to Nina Fam, I had a hundred birds stuck in Costa Rica I just copped a thousand rounds for the Glock Can't find your yard? I'll spray up every house on your block It ain't back, fam, these packs got me up, the gamble on Accumulators, I do bets on the back of a truck, uh Them pagans are broke, Ice City's wavier Told the jeweler, "Flood the ring like Wrestlemania" You wanna hear somethin' crazier? My nigga made 900K off a brick in Australia These niggas claim that they f*ck with me (no) Look young and paid with these stacks on me (whoa) I never used to get it, came off road So I had to get it on my own Oh shit, run a check, yeah Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah Is that the Rollie or the Patek? Nah I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) See no more Rollie, gold Patek, yeah, yeah, yeah F*ck the fame, I came for respect, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't need nobody say I'm next, nah See, I get love up in the East, up in the West though No love for these fed hoes I'm just tryna touch all this paper like I'm Ernesto I don't give a f*ck 'bout no hater, that's what this vest for She say that she love me, X-O-X-O But she can't even hug me, I'm so special I tried to leave but I can't let go Somethin' bout these streets got it feelin' like my next home These fedarales got me switchin' to my next phone I can't love no more, word to my ex hoe I don't do the club, oh no, tryna invest more See, my nigga got the G2C, it got the red glow I just sold the next two P's right off this Encro Yo' shit sells slow, my shit Tesco (yeah, yeah) These niggas claim that they f*ck with me (no) Look young and paid with these stacks on me (whoa) I never used to get it, came off road So I had to get it on my own Oh shit, run a check, yeah Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah Is that the Rollie or the Patek? Nah I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
Who Wrote Flex By Nines?
Courtney Freckleton, Jadin Watson, Navayii K. Michael, Ruben Vilone, Sam Reid
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What's The Duration Of The Flex By Nines?The duration of Flex is 3:14 minutes and seconds. |
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