Airport - I, Flex lyrics

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Airport - I, Flex lyrics

[Hook: Airport] I, Flex, I'm riding with your ex And I ain't talking breakfast when I'm counting up my checks I, Flex, I'm riding with your ex And I ain't talking breakfast when I'm counting up my checks I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah [Verse 1: Airport] Song made by me son That's her favorite theme song Causing racket like ping pong, cause she a ho ho, no ding dong We the pilot, and you the re-run We gonna raid your fridge, and then we run We wylin' out in the winter, wearing spring and summer season Telling y'all I'm a winner, here's the facts, don't need no reason Now we eating well for dinner, yeah we far from that Capri Sun Blonde hair, and I'm crazy, call me super saiyan Vegeta Now I'm in my UFO, and I'm riding round on these beams, yeah Put you onto my team, and they'll put you right back on me Brand new girl just hit my line, you've been with yours since '03 Yours stuck on parentheses, my girl text with emojis I blow OG, until the eyes bleed I'm rocking Yohji, that's Y-3 I'm on the side street Where they get pack then move by me And I'm smoking J's, no Ronny And I'm rocking Ralph and that Tommy I'm racing laps, Ricky Bobby You gotta go fast to get by me You ba*tards still moving backward, you still way behind me Better switch gears from R, D [Hook 2: Airport] I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah [Bridge: PAT$ACE] I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah [Verse 2: PAT$ACE] b**h I'm flexing no gym Flexed up on the gram, flexing with my bands All these n***as hating, they know I'm the man b**h I'm bout my paper, got the cash advance Really said he flexing, pulled up in a van n***a where your bread? I spread you like some jam Lay you down to rest, this is not a test Told you not to test, I'll slice you like some ham Dice you like some yams, sippin' on some yams In my cup it's potent, sippin' on the potion Got me in slow motion, feelin' like I'm floatin' Since I elevated, b**hes gravitatin' Dodging snakes, feeling like I'm in the Matrix b**h I'm feeling like I made it I'm feeling like 20k, and yeah I got 20k b**h Now I'm balling like I'm Rondo b**h I'm flexing hard, you ridin' in a Tahoe I took your hoe, and she gave me blow Powdered her nose and then gave me throat I'm kickin' sh** like a field goal n***as try and guard me, but I'm steady scorin' I'm counting blue ones while y'all n***as snorin' You can't have my flex, that sh** imported [Outro Hook: Airport] I, Flex, I'm riding with your ex And I ain't talking breakfast when I'm counting up my checks I, Flex, I'm riding with your ex And I ain't talking breakfast when I'm counting up my checks I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah I Flex, say yeah