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Go Flex Video (MV)




Performed By: Rome the Godd
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Jeremy Crenshaw




Rome the Godd - Go Flex Lyrics




Good weed, No stress
New bitch, no ex
Small team, big checks
Get green, go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Get green go flex
Get green go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Small team
Big checks
Get green
Go flex

I told them niggas I'm next up
I'm tryna get a new Tesla
Look at the checks I'm investing
They waiting on me to mess up
But ima teach you a lesson
All that hating won't bring you no blessing
I swear to god I do not stress it
I am too busy progressing
All of that shit don't phase me
I'm in the lab goin crazy
Good weed got my eyes lookin lazy
But my flow it keep goin so wavy
I know it take time and I'm patient
Just rollIng up on my spaceship
I am my own motivation
This talent I ain't finna waste it
I'm tryna get me a million
That's why they all in the feelings
But mother F*ck your opinion
Because I know that I kill shit
You don't want no smoke bitch I promise
You couldn't even hold in my chronic
They sleeping on me they in they pajamas
I'm running this shit just like Sonic

Good weed, No stress
New bitch, no ex
Small team, big checks
Get green, go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Get green go flex
Get green go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Small team
Big checks
Get green
Go flex

Last time that I checked you don't get paid to hate
Bitch ima hungry ima get this cake
You mad cause you can't touch what the f*ck is on my plate
Better luck keeping up wit my pace next time
F*ck boy you just lost the race
Woke up feeling like a boss
I think I got lost in the sauce
Get out of your feelings and get you some money there's enough for us all
I'm just out here tryna ball
And I do it on the low key
F*ck it I might blow some more cheese
Spend it all wit broskis
I'm not much for designer shit
Bitch I'm just tryna get rich
Try to jack me ima shoot first
So I'll leave all the stunting to the kids
Feeling like I'm lil weezy
I am not a human Being
Every time I put my chains on them haters sick
I get them a little queezy

Good weed, No stress
New bitch, no ex
Small team, big checks
Get green, go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Get green go flex
Get green go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Small team
Big checks
Get green
Go flex
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Good weed, No stress
New bitch, no ex
Small team, big checks
Get green, go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Get green go flex
Get green go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Small team
Big checks
Get green
Go flex

I told them niggas I'm next up
I'm tryna get a new Tesla
Look at the checks I'm investing
They waiting on me to mess up
But ima teach you a lesson
All that hating won't bring you no blessing
I swear to god I do not stress it
I am too busy progressing
All of that shit don't phase me
I'm in the lab goin crazy
Good weed got my eyes lookin lazy
But my flow it keep goin so wavy
I know it take time and I'm patient
Just rollIng up on my spaceship
I am my own motivation
This talent I ain't finna waste it
I'm tryna get me a million
That's why they all in the feelings
But mother F*ck your opinion
Because I know that I kill shit
You don't want no smoke bitch I promise
You couldn't even hold in my chronic
They sleeping on me they in they pajamas
I'm running this shit just like Sonic

Good weed, No stress
New bitch, no ex
Small team, big checks
Get green, go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Get green go flex
Get green go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Small team
Big checks
Get green
Go flex

Last time that I checked you don't get paid to hate
Bitch ima hungry ima get this cake
You mad cause you can't touch what the f*ck is on my plate
Better luck keeping up wit my pace next time
F*ck boy you just lost the race
Woke up feeling like a boss
I think I got lost in the sauce
Get out of your feelings and get you some money there's enough for us all
I'm just out here tryna ball
And I do it on the low key
F*ck it I might blow some more cheese
Spend it all wit broskis
I'm not much for designer shit
Bitch I'm just tryna get rich
Try to jack me ima shoot first
So I'll leave all the stunting to the kids
Feeling like I'm lil weezy
I am not a human Being
Every time I put my chains on them haters sick
I get them a little queezy

Good weed, No stress
New bitch, no ex
Small team, big checks
Get green, go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Get green go flex
Get green go flex
Go flex
Go flex
Small team
Big checks
Get green
Go flex
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Writer: Jeremy Crenshaw
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