Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vlone Flex, artist - Smooky MarGielaa. Date of issue: 07.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Vlone Flex |
| Hey, hey |
| Ice cold, dog |
| Ayy |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Ice cold wrist, diamonds holdin' down my neck, ayy |
| Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray |
| Real niggas stay true, I call that my gang, gang |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Ice cold wrist, diamonds holdin' down my neck, ayy |
| Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray |
| Real niggas stay true, I call that my gang, gang |
| Remember old days sellin' candy on the train |
| We ain’t had no money, all my brothers hit a stain |
| School next day had to cop a new jet, ayy |
| And they cut ya ass 'cause your brother don’t get paid |
| And now we in a foreign in the freeway switchin' lanes |
| Top off flashing, shawties wanna know my name |
| New whip, mansion, smellin' just like Mary Jane |
| 6, 19, you don’t wanna play the game |
| Grew up from the bottom, now I’m tryna reach the top |
| Pockets used to be a low now I’m gettin' all this guap |
| Writin' letters to my guys free my niggas off the rock |
| Happy for the ones there’s here 'cause that’s all I really got |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Ice cold wrist, diamonds holdin' down my neck, ayy |
| Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray |
| Real niggas stay true, I call that my gang, gang |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Ice cold wrist, diamonds holdin' down my neck, ayy |
| Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray |
| Real niggas stay true, I call that my gang, gang |
| Lamborghini switch the whip |
| Bugatti rollin' down the strip |
| Pull up and I’m movin' swift |
| Got in the booth and nigga got rich |
| You ain’t even my shawty, why you trippin' on me |
| When I pull up on your strip, you know know I’ma OG |
| All white on me, Vlone with the big V |
| All white on me, Vlone all on my tee |
| I remember I was broke, trappin' on the low key |
| How you asking me for money? |
| Why you think you so sweet? |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Got a big vest and inside I got the TEC |
| Don' my op, I’m just tryna chase a check |
| I just got a hundred mil 'bout to go cop the wraith |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Ice cold wrist, diamonds holdin' down my neck, ayy |
| Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray |
| Real niggas stay true, I call that my gang, gang |
| Vlone on my body, I pull up and then I flex, ayy |
| Ice cold wrist, diamonds holdin' down my neck, ayy |
| Fake niggas see through, you could call it x-ray |
| Real niggas stay true, I call that my gang, gang |