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JUST TO FLEX Video (MV)




Performed By: Almighty Dredo
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Andre Sam II
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Almighty Dredo - JUST TO FLEX Lyrics




I like green
Like it was a salad
My dressing's from French
I don't know, why I keep going hard
I'm scared of the bench
She don't ever wanna put me out, and I don't pay no rent
Keep my money in my own pocket, I live in her head
Play it cool, until it is safe
You heard what I said
Counting cake, does feel way more better
I still count my bread
Get a taste, of this sauce I'm dripping
Please excuse the mess
Don't get wrecked
Trying to hurry up the process
Just to flex

Stay on point
Drink some water
Tie your shoes, and roll a joint
This a thoink
I ain't never been this up before, oh boy
I'm that boy
I've been waiting for this moment, just to shine
Thank you lord
I'm all money-talking, pimping connoisseur
Pushin' P
You know that I'm close by if you smell the breeze
Lemon Diese
Put my heart inside my double cup, I like my shit on freeze
F*ck police
They want my dog's bad, I call them bitches fleas
I need cheese
Add with the bread, and stack it, BLT

I like green
Like it was a salad
My dressing's from French
I don't know, why I keep going hard
I'm scared of the bench
She don't ever wanna put me out, and I don't pay no rent
Keep my money in my own pocket, I live in her head
Play it cool, until it is safe
You heard what I said
Counting cake, does feel way more better
I still count my bread
Get a taste, of this sauce I'm dripping
Please excuse the mess
Don't get wrecked
Tryna hurry up the process
Just to flex

Just to flex
Just to flex
Just to flex
Don't get wrecked
Tryna hurry up the process
Just to flex
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English

I like green
Like it was a salad
My dressing's from French
I don't know, why I keep going hard
I'm scared of the bench
She don't ever wanna put me out, and I don't pay no rent
Keep my money in my own pocket, I live in her head
Play it cool, until it is safe
You heard what I said
Counting cake, does feel way more better
I still count my bread
Get a taste, of this sauce I'm dripping
Please excuse the mess
Don't get wrecked
Trying to hurry up the process
Just to flex

Stay on point
Drink some water
Tie your shoes, and roll a joint
This a thoink
I ain't never been this up before, oh boy
I'm that boy
I've been waiting for this moment, just to shine
Thank you lord
I'm all money-talking, pimping connoisseur
Pushin' P
You know that I'm close by if you smell the breeze
Lemon Diese
Put my heart inside my double cup, I like my shit on freeze
F*ck police
They want my dog's bad, I call them bitches fleas
I need cheese
Add with the bread, and stack it, BLT

I like green
Like it was a salad
My dressing's from French
I don't know, why I keep going hard
I'm scared of the bench
She don't ever wanna put me out, and I don't pay no rent
Keep my money in my own pocket, I live in her head
Play it cool, until it is safe
You heard what I said
Counting cake, does feel way more better
I still count my bread
Get a taste, of this sauce I'm dripping
Please excuse the mess
Don't get wrecked
Tryna hurry up the process
Just to flex

Just to flex
Just to flex
Just to flex
Don't get wrecked
Tryna hurry up the process
Just to flex
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Writer: Andre Sam II
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