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A$AP Ferg - Line Up The Flex Lyrics



A$AP Ferg - Line Up The Flex Lyrics
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[ Featuring Tory Lanez ]

Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex

Papa told me, "Keep it real" so I'mma keep it real
Yamborghini kept it trill and died off a pill
For my niggas in the field, those who rob and steal
You know Fergie got the juice, you 'bout to feel like steel
And now I'm 'bout to flex, I'm about to flex
I'm 'bout to cop the Lex, ring with the baguettes
My uncle had the Tech in his mama's bed
My grandma had the llama, she was with the set
And now I'm 'bout to flex, why you so upset?
'Cause a couple bitches wet, they be with the sex
Marty with the set, Tory with the set
Did a deal with Adidas, but I'm getting checks

Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex

I got a white bitch thicker than my black bitch
Her shit so dumb I needed Fergie for the ad-lib
This pinkyring on me it cost a nigga 10 hondas
I blew a 100k last week, that's on my dead mama
Look, I got 27 different hatin' niggas hatin' on me
Yea, I'm just like, "f*ck 'em all!"
Fergie tell these niggas how I style
When I see 'em in the streets and brush 'em off
For them niggas that was hating on me
Even though a nigga used to tell 'em all
I was never ever gang, gang, gang, gang
I was One Umbrella Mob
Juggin', cookin' in the hallway
Had to do this shit the hard way
Persistent little nigga
Now I'm steppin' off of Jimmy Kimmel in a Balmain
Big dog on campus, thick broad just landed
Swag-sharp like a jigsaw, send six off in your way
Fargo

Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex
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Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex

Papa told me, "Keep it real" so I'mma keep it real
Yamborghini kept it trill and died off a pill
For my niggas in the field, those who rob and steal
You know Fergie got the juice, you 'bout to feel like steel
And now I'm 'bout to flex, I'm about to flex
I'm 'bout to cop the Lex, ring with the baguettes
My uncle had the Tech in his mama's bed
My grandma had the llama, she was with the set
And now I'm 'bout to flex, why you so upset?
'Cause a couple bitches wet, they be with the sex
Marty with the set, Tory with the set
Did a deal with Adidas, but I'm getting checks

Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex

I got a white bitch thicker than my black bitch
Her shit so dumb I needed Fergie for the ad-lib
This pinkyring on me it cost a nigga 10 hondas
I blew a 100k last week, that's on my dead mama
Look, I got 27 different hatin' niggas hatin' on me
Yea, I'm just like, "f*ck 'em all!"
Fergie tell these niggas how I style
When I see 'em in the streets and brush 'em off
For them niggas that was hating on me
Even though a nigga used to tell 'em all
I was never ever gang, gang, gang, gang
I was One Umbrella Mob
Juggin', cookin' in the hallway
Had to do this shit the hard way
Persistent little nigga
Now I'm steppin' off of Jimmy Kimmel in a Balmain
Big dog on campus, thick broad just landed
Swag-sharp like a jigsaw, send six off in your way
Fargo

Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex, line up the flex
Line up the flex, line up the flex
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Writer: Daniel Gonzalez, Darold D. Brown, Daystar Peterson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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