IFlexToCompinsateForMyLackOfFeelings by Tragic Young Existence Lyrics
[Chorus: Tragic Young Existence]
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on my noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on the noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
(Yeah! Oh!)
[Verse 1: Tragic Young Existence]
Bitch I fucking flex, aye
Ain't no fucking sweat (Ayy)
Bitch I slip and slide when I make that pussy wet (Ayy)
You think you what's next (Ayy)
Bitch I'm unimpressed
Two red head bitches on me call me Johnny test (Ayy)
Damn I feel like gucci
Lemonade and ice cream
I'ma start a franchise
Ooh I think they like me
She said she a Pisces
Look like Aphrodite
She said too much money
I said bitch that is unlikely
She might be my wifey
If I ask her nicely
Chillin like an icey
I be where the hype be
Niggas want to fight me
I don't take that lightly
I'm a god I smite thee
And hit you with the right knee
[Chorus: Tragic Young Existence]
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on my noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on the noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
(Yeah! Oh!)
[Verse 2: Shaggy No Scoob]
Diamonds raining down
While fuckin' on yo bitch
I’m Tryna' keep on living
I won’t end up in a ditch
Buy myself a fuckin' cabin
Rollin' grass just like a craftsman
Sleepin' with the cash relaxin'
Took my bitch right outta maxim
Fuckin' bitches In a mansion
Elmer with the huntin' rabbits
Feel like Gucci in my jacket
Gettin' money Issa' habit
Just turned twenty still a savage
Tyc so here’s a bandage
Twist my words just like a ratchet
Verse so good you better map it
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on my noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on the noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
(Yeah! Oh!)
[Verse 1: Tragic Young Existence]
Bitch I fucking flex, aye
Ain't no fucking sweat (Ayy)
Bitch I slip and slide when I make that pussy wet (Ayy)
You think you what's next (Ayy)
Bitch I'm unimpressed
Two red head bitches on me call me Johnny test (Ayy)
Damn I feel like gucci
Lemonade and ice cream
I'ma start a franchise
Ooh I think they like me
She said she a Pisces
Look like Aphrodite
She said too much money
I said bitch that is unlikely
She might be my wifey
If I ask her nicely
Chillin like an icey
I be where the hype be
Niggas want to fight me
I don't take that lightly
I'm a god I smite thee
And hit you with the right knee
[Chorus: Tragic Young Existence]
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on my noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Diamond studded check (Ayy)
Diamonds on the noose that got me hanging from my my neck (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
Bitch I fucking flex (Ayy)
(Yeah! Oh!)
[Verse 2: Shaggy No Scoob]
Diamonds raining down
While fuckin' on yo bitch
I’m Tryna' keep on living
I won’t end up in a ditch
Buy myself a fuckin' cabin
Rollin' grass just like a craftsman
Sleepin' with the cash relaxin'
Took my bitch right outta maxim
Fuckin' bitches In a mansion
Elmer with the huntin' rabbits
Feel like Gucci in my jacket
Gettin' money Issa' habit
Just turned twenty still a savage
Tyc so here’s a bandage
Twist my words just like a ratchet
Verse so good you better map it