Raymond Hill - Type 2 Flex lyrics

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Raymond Hill - Type 2 Flex lyrics

Raymond Hill Haris Yeah God damn Pick up pace its a quick flow Catch a young n***a in the end zone Stomp his a** out got the Timbs though Chi-Town k**er with a kilo These days they be like what's your life like? “Wish it was me though” Since I left my home I been all ‘lone You don't want this yo Me I run Dubai by myself Man you don't want heat though Had one girl but I took his girl Man its looking like a cheat code Sheets on deck but you freak on me I'm just looking like the next best thing When you wake up in the morning just staring at a ceiling u gon' really wanna change some things You don't know sh** about me though I could really be the city hero All y'all sound like zeros Your music really help my ego Like, like, what's that? Keep sounding like that please I just got a girl off Soundcloud she think I don't lack Please stay in your lane G Nah I'm not the type to flex But these women wanted s** Oh yeah, they deserve it They been working I might have to flex I might have to flex I might have to get Go get, with the sh**s Need my fix Most of all I need the checks Now I need a b**h (Damn) All flexing all summer All summer we be flexing All summer we be f**ing Money spend it on protection You need this right now I'ma give it no debatin' Can't leave me right now Keep you watching never waitin' I just got a girl off Soundcloud With a backpack backpack full of d** That's a snack pack snack pack God damn I think I am AD god Cause we run the city I'ma ban these n***as Cause they sounding week like spring break And I met Drake And I'm too fly and you're too fake And I called your bae she said he too lame I been poppin' got watch my health Cause I been poppin' These pills and I'm not stopping Until I'm dropping I'm from Chicago there's a lot of options Here to, and near boo Know a couple shooters that'd hurt you If I named you, if I cared too They go bam bam like banged boos Bang her and her friend too Do this sh** for my fam dude Ain't a lot that I can't prove Ain't a lot that I can't do You was thinking that I couldn't do it Had to do it You was thinking that I… Nah I'm not the type to flex But these women wanted s** Oh yeah, they deserve it They been working I might have to flex I might have to flex I might have to get Go get, with the sh**s Need my fix Most of all I need the checks Now I need a b**h (Damn) All flexing all summer All summer we be flexing All summer we be f**ing Money spend it on protection You need this right now I'ma give it no debatin' Can't leave me right now Keep you watching never waitin' My dreams, are real To me, they like A list of my future accomplishments Living so way up my music been popping, sh** b**hes be on me like Kenny on documents I got the wave and I'm drowning you after all I been so focused on college and Adderall Savage like 21 don't give a f** at all Hoopin' like 23 now its my day to ball I Got all these b**hes' numbers but I will not call them (Call them) Too much for you to handle trust me you should fall back (Fall back) Too invested in my music that's the draw back (Draw Back) But making music is worth all that I bring the heat like Miami in summer (Whooo!) These b**hes they love it when I'm undercover (Whooo!) Baby bend over and bump up your bumper I ain't playin' round I can go find another (Whooo!) I bring the heat like Miami in summer it's hot like Yovanna now I'm on the come up (Jheez) I stunt on these b**hes and these b**hes love it