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saint balenci – flex / lacking كلمات اغاني

[part i: “flex”]

[verse 1: saint balenci]
team full of shooters
keep talking that sh_t on the net behind all these computers
grinding for time, still in my prime
spinning the wheel and i’m busting maneuvers

they step to the plate and were claiming it’s cap
you talking that drama like you got the strap
if it’s a problem then bros got a problem
i’m taking a trip with this kay on my lap
we’re moving the packs in
bullets move silent they hit your internals they’re radioactive
too many liars but none on my team
i don’t do no snakes got these bullets for actors

i’m not like john wick, if there’s a dog in my circle i’ll put him down right by myself
don’t need no help, if i got ballies on
9 mil is loaded i’m movin in stealth (x2)

[verse 2: saint balenci]
g wagons outside and the money steady stacking
crew’s in the studio no one’s ever lacking
big old mac 10s got some 9 millimetres the gauge on the couch with the rifle no slacking

flipping these bricks like a wholesale
putting these ounces on two scales
packs coming and they’re all pearl
importing the white through the post mail

is she into balenci or balenciaga (balenci)
drip her down fit her out all in that prada
we got federales moving way too sneaky they’re asking these questions we’re telling em nada

studio got contraband up on the table
shoot a boy live like he’s caught up on cable
hand get to twitching the finger is itching
i’m poppin shots off like my hand is unstable
[skit]
“hands up hands f_cking up!”
“aye_aye relax relax what the f_ck?!”
“chill chill yo_yo!”
“get the f_ck out of the booth, and put your f_cking hands up before i shoot you in the f_cking head!”
“aye_aye relax relax cuz!”
“get the f_ck over there and open the f_cking safe right now!”
“alright relax relax, alright.”
“we’re getting whatever you want, relax, kick it.”
(_safe beeping sound, safe access denied_)
“get it wrong one more f_cking time and i’ll blow your brains out!“
“calm down cuz i’m doing it now!“
“relax!“
(_safe beeping sound, safe access granted_)
(_gun shot, body drop_)
“f_ck, f_ck!“
“f_cking b_tch!“
“is he dead?!“
“he’s f_cking still moving_“
(_two gunshots_)
“aye that’s what the f_cking dog gets, aye wrap up the body, i know what to do.“
“you got it bro.”

[part ii: “lacking”]
[intro]
“aye jawad crank that sh_t”
“aye, aye, they wanna come send for me”
“naa f_ck_that, naa f_ck these dogs”
“i’m gonna show them what the f_ck goes on around here”

[verse: saint balenci]
f_ck(f_ck_f_ck_f_ck) that dog he’s dead
we put him to rest two taps to the head
for cash instead these opps love being anemic
lucky for them we got all this lead

never lacking yeah i’m never slacking
got that sixty round drum and it’s automatic
i’ve been moving like mobs and the opps are whackin
never on defense you know we’re ultra attacking

so i called his b_tch made her send that address
can’t say her man’s bleeding on a mattress
rolled up thrown in the sea no access
these knives in his chest looking like a cactus

zks twinning, i’m still grinning
drench that opp of course i’m sinning
verified stats go check that scoreboard
golden boot for the drills were winning

[skit/outro:]
_blackberry ringing_
ayoo, bro, what happened?
did you get the cash? _ h_llo?
(_hangs up_)
_
“aye get the drums out, get the amg ready, we going ot”

- saint balenci

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