D-White

Flex On My Ex (feat. Heem the Artist)

d-white flex on my ex (feat. heem the artist) şarkı sözleri

Yeah I been fucking bitches, yeah, flex on my ex After I done hit it, I just pass her to the next I can never stay, gotta fly, LAX I'm that heart break kid, ima shoot her with a text I been fucking bitches, yeah, flex on my ex After I done hit it, I just pass her to the next I can never stay, gotta fly, LAX I'm that heart break kid, ima shoot her with a text Oh, yeah Lil momma, she be calling Say that shooters shoot, bitch, I be balling Never trip me up, yeah, never catch me falling Shawty had an ass that was thicker than my wallet Bitch broke my heart, took me back to my roots I'm an all star player, give me space, let me shoot I'm too smooth with the shits, bitch, I don't ever lose I had her dancing on me like I was a fucking hoola hoop I'm a young savage I be smoking on the cabbage I got dreams of living lavish Never sleep, I gotta have it No love, stop the acting Don't be so dramatic Always spitting lies, if your mouth was a gun, you shooting automatics I just wanna run it up Pour the liquor, double cup Hit the gas, we light it up Party until I am stuck She said we can still be friends Bitch I don't wanna see you again Tear these memories to shreds Broken heart, never broke again I been fucking bitches, yeah, flex on my ex After I done hit it, I just pass her to the next I can never stay, gotta fly, LAX I'm that heart break kid, ima shoot her with a text I been fucking bitches, yeah, flex on my ex After I done hit it, I just pass her to the next I can never stay, gotta fly, LAX I'm that heart break kid, ima shoot her with a text I flex on my ex, yea I flex on my ex Hit it then I quit it We don't do no calls or text now Don't wanna see me let down Freaks love the way I flex now You know you should've stayed You broke now bitch you played You make yo bed you lay Not Drake but it's too late Too late for us to run it back Won't partake, I want none of that Get bags, get bags You big mad, big mad I sit back and laugh You catch buses and cabs I whip grain, go fast I move green, nomad How the player gone get played Please don't ask if I'm okay But I guess it's better this way Tell me why you cannot stay Is it me or is it fame Is it cold or is my chain How you cheat and end up worse In hindsight I should've left you first Heart on fire when I wrote this verse Played yourself when you played me first I been fucking bitches, yeah, flex on my ex After I done hit it, I just pass her to the next I can never stay, gotta fly, LAX I'm that heart break kid, ima shoot her with a text I been fucking bitches, yeah, flex on my ex After I done hit it, I just pass her to the next I can never stay, gotta fly, LAX I'm that heart break kid, ima shoot her with a text
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