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Future - Flex Up Og Lyrics

[Chorus: Future]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Rover)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah

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

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Six speeds, Bentleys, APs, that shit light (Light)
Two-piece, FNs, red dots, chop your height (Height)
His bitch posted us on her story, now he tight (Tight)
My bitch, she know better, she do that and she might die (Die)
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 (Rover)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
[Verse 2: Future]
Flip flop, drop-top, swap out, four-door Rolls
Pill poppers, head doctor, she swallow it up, woah, woah, woah
Big as a Bronco, big-ass chopper, rings lightin' up, woah, woah, woah
Hella boppers suck me proper, like to gobble, woah, woah, woah
Richard Mille aquia, I'm flippin' that tilapia
Turn the temperature way up, they can't get in the way of us
Private invitational, but everyone is safe to come
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
I got blood then on the floor, but now I ball like basketball (Burr)

[Post-Chorus: Future]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah
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
Go tell the cops, I bet you won't get no murders out me

[Verse 3: Future & Lil Yachty]
Told you how to take the price up
Yeah I showed you how to cook wired up
Didn't I told you "Go and get iced up"
Told the south hoes get wife'd up
New rappers getting hyped up 'cause it's just dark, get your lights up
Most of these niggas don't like us 'cause the money made I swiped up
Had a water platinum ice cut
Hit your block and break the dice up
Free the wodies, got indicted, they see I'm moving in silent
Yeah, 2020, lambo'd up, key'd up, tried to take it, I'm violin
Big pressure, fucking niggas on, camping in the back now I'm plying in
Fuck it up, yeah I'm flying in, now the gangs on sliming in
Drive through, can't find shit, niggas going broke flyin' private
Tryna prove point still pussy, won't hang you without dying
The B roll boutta call you in, call you in now we double up
[Chorus: Future]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah (Lambo')
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah ('Rari)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Rover)
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah, woah (Tell the cops)

[Outro: Future]
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Flex up, stretch out, big bands, woah, woah
Bet you won't get no murders out me