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Performed By: Vill
Language: English
Length: 1:22
Written by: Christmas Yves
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Flex on niggas, turn my swag up
Get my clothing, fit the f*ck up
Bitch got me mad, shut the f*ck up
If Six Was Nine on my leather
Shit ain't for me, but know some niggas rock Margiela
Told bro to make that money, bitch, you not a beggar
I'm gon' go up soon, like vill he made it too far
I already got so many clones, but none of them fly
I've been that guy, hoes asking me why
How the f*ck vill do it, take a fit chop screw it
Flex in all my music
I've really been through it
Don't wanna get into it
Inside of Boston, guess what?
You can feel my influence
I pull up, niggas get too lit
I make money, I get to it
I blew up, plane crashed, bitch, I flew it
You niggas liars, I been knew it
Nines and techs, chain full of baguettes
That boy got nervous, so he start to sweat
Givenchy my jacket, my pants Vetements
My shoes Rick Owens, they cost more than your rent
Huh, pussy nigga, he get bent
I'll do this forever, I'll never repent
It's just me until the end
It's just vill until the
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English

Flex on niggas, turn my swag up
Get my clothing, fit the f*ck up
Bitch got me mad, shut the f*ck up
If Six Was Nine on my leather
Shit ain't for me, but know some niggas rock Margiela
Told bro to make that money, bitch, you not a beggar
I'm gon' go up soon, like vill he made it too far
I already got so many clones, but none of them fly
I've been that guy, hoes asking me why
How the f*ck vill do it, take a fit chop screw it
Flex in all my music
I've really been through it
Don't wanna get into it
Inside of Boston, guess what?
You can feel my influence
I pull up, niggas get too lit
I make money, I get to it
I blew up, plane crashed, bitch, I flew it
You niggas liars, I been knew it
Nines and techs, chain full of baguettes
That boy got nervous, so he start to sweat
Givenchy my jacket, my pants Vetements
My shoes Rick Owens, they cost more than your rent
Huh, pussy nigga, he get bent
I'll do this forever, I'll never repent
It's just me until the end
It's just vill until the
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Writer: Christmas Yves
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