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Future - Flex Fm Freddit Lyrics

[Chorus: Future & Lil Yachty]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Woo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Bet you won't get no murders out me (Homicide, homicide, yeah)
Go tell the cops (Flex up), I bet you won't get no murders out me

[Chorus: Future & Lil Yachty]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Woo)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Flex up, racks up (Homicide), flex up (What?), racks up (Yeah)
Flex up (Flex up), racks up (Racks up), flex up (Flex up), racks up (You dig?)
Flex up, racks up (Homicide), flex up (What?), racks up (Yеah)
Pick up the K, yeah (What?), I pick up the Drac', yеah (Slatt)
I'm on codeine (Yeah), I'm fallin' in love with codeine
I really be sippin' the lean (Yeah), I'm never sippin' the green (Yeah)

[Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light
Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height
I was buyin' Birkins at eighteen (Yeah, yeah)
That's why she don't mind the B's, fuck you mean? (Woo)

[Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)

[Post-Chorus: Future]
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me
Bet you won't get no murders out me
Get no murders out me
Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me

[Verse 3: Future]
Flip flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls
Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, woah, woah, woah
Flip flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls
Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, woah, woah, woah
Gotta make my haters mad, give 'em somethin' to talk about
Take a bitch from south of France, push her back to Waffle House
Murder on the case, I had to spazz, fuck her doggystyle
I don't know how to be a normal nigga, one thing I forgot
[Chorus: Future & Playboi Carti]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Get it)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (You dig?)

[Verse 4: Lil Yachty]
Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light
Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height
I was buyin' Birkins at eighteen (Yeah, yeah)
That's why she don't mind the B's, fuck you mean? (Woo)
My Spur fatal, rock 'em, cradle (Grrt)
I don't hang with brokes, I don't take advice (Boom)
Niggas snitchin', meet in person, feds tapped bro device
Spent a quarter like a hoarder, ball like Jerry Rice

[Chorus: Future]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah