Avenuepluggg - Flex
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Флекс их флекс — залупа
Я не стал работать с ним, я понял — это глупо
Плаг трое дней не покидал границы её клуба
Бля, мне нужно увеличить свой лопатник будто лупой
Штриху не нужно объясняться мне
Я че-то загулял в хуйне, подкинь же сняться мне
Какие нахуй сны, сынок? Они даже не снятся мне
У меня куш долго пролежал, будешь дешевле — это куш инфляции
Сука, соси мне, мне не смотри в мои глаза
Я даю газу там, где они все сдают назад
Хочешь забрать? Тогда подъедь со стороны фасада
Я поднял бабок, блять, и стэка даже не касаясь
Он успокоится, когда поймёт, что не допрыгнет
Я могу взять любые цифры там
Дерьмо ноу лимит
Плаг просто пишет рэп, его хуярит будто с линий
К утру я могу охладеть, на мне виднеется иней
Когда угодно, могу уронить им в лапы
Пиздец, они свегуют, я на треках слышу храпы
Не пойму, зачем он флексит кешом, если всё от папы
Я качаю бит, не он меня, я типа пампы
Я идеально подхожу, чтоб ездить в эскалейте
Давай другую, бич, неси, эта мне не налезет
Слышал их треки, и мне кажется, они болеют
Их треки очень жидкие, блядь, сука, не пролей их
Это не стеки, блядь, надо хаслить по статусу
У меня метёт на хате, это конец августа
Это приносит плаг, сынок, какие нахуй аисты?
С джона пустил я джина, со мной джин ещё как Баристер
Flex their flex - asshole
I didn't work with him, I realized it was stupid
The plug did not leave the borders of her club for three days
Fuck, I need to enlarge my spatula like a magnifying glass
The stroke doesn't need to explain itself to me
I went on a crazy spree, give me a chance to film
What the fuck are dreams, son?I don't even dream about them
My jackpot has been lying around for a long time, you’ll be cheaper - this is the jackpot of inflation
Bitch, suck me, don't look me in the eyes
I step on the gas where they all back off
Do you want to pick it up?Then approach from the front
I raised the money, fucking, and the stack without even touching
He'll calm down when he realizes he won't make it
I can take any numbers there
Shit know the limit
Plug just writes rap, it's like he's fucking off the lines
By morning I can cool down, frost can be seen on me
Anytime, I can drop them into their paws
It's fucked up, they're getting colder, I hear snoring on the tracks
I don’t understand why he flexes cash if everything comes from dad
I pump the beat, he doesn't pump me, I'm the pump type
I'm ideally suited to ride in the Escalate
Give me another one, whip it, bring it, this one won’t fit me
I heard their tracks and it seems to me that they are sick
Their tracks are very liquid, fuck, bitch, don't spill them
These are not stacks, damn it, you have to hassle it by status
It's snowing in my house, it's the end of August
This brings the plug, son, what the fuck are storks?
I started the gin from John, the gin is with me as a Barister
I didn't work with him, I realized it was stupid
The plug did not leave the borders of her club for three days
Fuck, I need to enlarge my spatula like a magnifying glass
The stroke doesn't need to explain itself to me
I went on a crazy spree, give me a chance to film
What the fuck are dreams, son?I don't even dream about them
My jackpot has been lying around for a long time, you’ll be cheaper - this is the jackpot of inflation
Bitch, suck me, don't look me in the eyes
I step on the gas where they all back off
Do you want to pick it up?Then approach from the front
I raised the money, fucking, and the stack without even touching
He'll calm down when he realizes he won't make it
I can take any numbers there
Shit know the limit
Plug just writes rap, it's like he's fucking off the lines
By morning I can cool down, frost can be seen on me
Anytime, I can drop them into their paws
It's fucked up, they're getting colder, I hear snoring on the tracks
I don’t understand why he flexes cash if everything comes from dad
I pump the beat, he doesn't pump me, I'm the pump type
I'm ideally suited to ride in the Escalate
Give me another one, whip it, bring it, this one won’t fit me
I heard their tracks and it seems to me that they are sick
Their tracks are very liquid, fuck, bitch, don't spill them
These are not stacks, damn it, you have to hassle it by status
It's snowing in my house, it's the end of August
This brings the plug, son, what the fuck are storks?
I started the gin from John, the gin is with me as a Barister
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