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Flow Exercise Video (MV)




Performed By: Dj Dax
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: David Gonzalez




Dj Dax - Flow Exercise Lyrics




I just took a shot, swisher to the top
Y'all just do the most, still don't do a lot
Got the game on lock, DAX has got the keys
Wrist it been on freeze, bitch is Supa Hot
UK with the greaze, I'm Illuminot
Baby's such a tease, Spanish Japanese
Space Channel Me, shawty's Ulala
Tula on my tees, I'm rocking FOGs, you
Look like you forgot, only do it "do or die"
Man, I really got to read it, see the tea is truly in the leaves
Only 'bout the paper 'cause it tells you when your friends been enemies
Aye, these b's don't like to see us niggas when we're moving on with ease
No time like the present, that's a bit depressing
Wrap it up when David raps it up like presents
You stand in my presence, nothing for you peasants
Going through the pressure, gonna keep on pressing
72nd reverend, doing it for my niggas, steadily learn the lesson, I'mma pull the trigger
Shawty's got a figure, I've been stacking figures, got anime figures
You can go and figure
Ah, what you whipping? 100 bands on the road? (On the road)
Heard your girl was with the mans on the low (On the low)
Acting different, drop a xan on that hoe (On that bih)
She a fan, finna stan on a bro (On that)
Damn, I don't know how's it she can all alone
What you whip 'cause bitch, I ran: Monaco (Grand prix)
I took my guap and then I ran, never slow (Vroom bitch)
Veterinarians understand I'm the GOAT
Ugh, know where I be at, ugh, ugh, I'll R.I.P. that, ugh
Ugh, where's your ID at, ugh, ugh, got on your Reacts, ugh
Ugh, send me the beat, send me the beat, I'll R.I.P. that, ugh
Ugh, f*cking that bitch, beating that bih, I'll R.I.P. that, ooo
Ooo, diamonds legit, diamonds they glossy, I'm in the VIP, me and my
Posse, diamonds legit, how much they cost me, I got 'em ASAP and I got 'em
Rocky, look at my drip, look at my fit, look at my whip, look at my
Hits, I gotta speak it to life 'cause there ain't nobody in the planet living for the
Kid, I've been through commas and commissaries, it'd be kind of scary if this was a
Fib, screw all the comments and commentary, all of y'all be wary 'cause I'm still getting
Lit, chasing the bag like it's Tom and Jerry, girl you got a derriere, shit getting
Big, past all the problems, I'll probably marry in the cemetery, 'cause she dead if she
Switch up, agua Perrier albums in a year, I'll be living near Hollywood:
Kiss up, Hispanic billionaire, you ain't getting there, you just sedentary, don't get it
Mixed up, I'm reverend with irreverence that'll never end, pray for yo'
Sister, I'll probably go slaughter every daughter, call it Kill Bill, man, I'm feeling like
RZA, Futaba with the keys, music's been a breeze, Jesus is in me every
Sunday, I got enemies, lot of enemies, all these enemies getting killed
Some way, quick clothes, she got the Rick Owens, fast fashion, she call it
Runway, perfectly balanced when I'm snapping, man
I feel like Thanos giving a Ted Talk on
Fengshui - niggas is dumb
Caught in a snare, 'cause I brought a drum
Said they improved, boy you ain't done
You gotta "weight" - ton
Bread, Crumb, Them, None
Seen, Run, Sweet, Hun
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Lean, Tum, Beam, Gun
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English

I just took a shot, swisher to the top
Y'all just do the most, still don't do a lot
Got the game on lock, DAX has got the keys
Wrist it been on freeze, bitch is Supa Hot
UK with the greaze, I'm Illuminot
Baby's such a tease, Spanish Japanese
Space Channel Me, shawty's Ulala
Tula on my tees, I'm rocking FOGs, you
Look like you forgot, only do it "do or die"
Man, I really got to read it, see the tea is truly in the leaves
Only 'bout the paper 'cause it tells you when your friends been enemies
Aye, these b's don't like to see us niggas when we're moving on with ease
No time like the present, that's a bit depressing
Wrap it up when David raps it up like presents
You stand in my presence, nothing for you peasants
Going through the pressure, gonna keep on pressing
72nd reverend, doing it for my niggas, steadily learn the lesson, I'mma pull the trigger
Shawty's got a figure, I've been stacking figures, got anime figures
You can go and figure
Ah, what you whipping? 100 bands on the road? (On the road)
Heard your girl was with the mans on the low (On the low)
Acting different, drop a xan on that hoe (On that bih)
She a fan, finna stan on a bro (On that)
Damn, I don't know how's it she can all alone
What you whip 'cause bitch, I ran: Monaco (Grand prix)
I took my guap and then I ran, never slow (Vroom bitch)
Veterinarians understand I'm the GOAT
Ugh, know where I be at, ugh, ugh, I'll R.I.P. that, ugh
Ugh, where's your ID at, ugh, ugh, got on your Reacts, ugh
Ugh, send me the beat, send me the beat, I'll R.I.P. that, ugh
Ugh, f*cking that bitch, beating that bih, I'll R.I.P. that, ooo
Ooo, diamonds legit, diamonds they glossy, I'm in the VIP, me and my
Posse, diamonds legit, how much they cost me, I got 'em ASAP and I got 'em
Rocky, look at my drip, look at my fit, look at my whip, look at my
Hits, I gotta speak it to life 'cause there ain't nobody in the planet living for the
Kid, I've been through commas and commissaries, it'd be kind of scary if this was a
Fib, screw all the comments and commentary, all of y'all be wary 'cause I'm still getting
Lit, chasing the bag like it's Tom and Jerry, girl you got a derriere, shit getting
Big, past all the problems, I'll probably marry in the cemetery, 'cause she dead if she
Switch up, agua Perrier albums in a year, I'll be living near Hollywood:
Kiss up, Hispanic billionaire, you ain't getting there, you just sedentary, don't get it
Mixed up, I'm reverend with irreverence that'll never end, pray for yo'
Sister, I'll probably go slaughter every daughter, call it Kill Bill, man, I'm feeling like
RZA, Futaba with the keys, music's been a breeze, Jesus is in me every
Sunday, I got enemies, lot of enemies, all these enemies getting killed
Some way, quick clothes, she got the Rick Owens, fast fashion, she call it
Runway, perfectly balanced when I'm snapping, man
I feel like Thanos giving a Ted Talk on
Fengshui - niggas is dumb
Caught in a snare, 'cause I brought a drum
Said they improved, boy you ain't done
You gotta "weight" - ton
Bread, Crumb, Them, None
Seen, Run, Sweet, Hun
Fe, Fi, Fo, Fum
Lean, Tum, Beam, Gun
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Writer: David Gonzalez
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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