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Almightyairmayne - Flex Iii Lyrics

I got them gold teeth, white stones, hella bones
Mask on, Tinder thots blow up my telephone
Vagabond, I’m on my own no need to tag along
Flexin’ on, flexin’ on these motherfuckers, uh

Gold teeth, white stones, hella bones
Mask on, Gucci Glocks and AKs decked in chrome
What you on? Shots of patron straight to the dome
Flexin’ on, flexin’ on these motherfuckers, uh

We 30 deep, take over the club
I’ll buy out all the bottles, probably smoke up on this dub
We bumpin’ Volume 4 in that Lincoln with the subs
A magnet for the bitchеs, ima let her smoke this blunt aftеr blunt
Yuh

Pull up in that Lambo, ima leave ‘em in disbelief
They say that Almighty is a thief but only when I got your bitch clapping cheeks
But that’s just me

Fuck I look like wearing broke boy And1 sneakers?
Got my Gucci shoes and firearm, I might just be the reaper

You are an underachiever please don’t step to me
I can see that Faded Glory drip you ain’t outflexin’ me
Is that your girlfriend? Yeah buddy she obsessed with me
Money is the motherfuckin’ recipe to flex all on my enemies
Gold teeth, white stones, hella bones
Mask on
Gold teeth, white stones, hella bones
Mask on

I got them gold teeth, white stones, hella bones
Mask on, Tinder thots blow up my telephone
Vagabond, I’m on my own no need to tag along
Flexin’ on, flexin’ on these motherfuckers, uh

Gold teeth, white stones, hella bones
Mask on, Gucci Glocks and AKs decked in chrome
What you on? Shots of patron straight to the dome
Flexin’ on, flexin’ on these motherfuckers, uh