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FLEX
322
Christian & Gospel
FLEX est sorti le 10 juillet 2026 par HGA/Essential Sound dans le cadre de l'album THIS CANNOT BE SOLD
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Date de sortie10 juillet 2026
LabelHGA/Essential Sound
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM65

Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
KB
KB
Interprète
Scootie Wop
Scootie Wop
Programmation
Bizzle
Bizzle
Interprète
Wes Writer
Wes Writer
Chant
Quinten Coblentz
Quinten Coblentz
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Kevin Burgess
Kevin Burgess
Composition
Wes Writer
Wes Writer
Composition
Quinten Coblentz
Quinten Coblentz
Composition
Emmanuel Lofton
Emmanuel Lofton
Composition
Mark Julian Felder
Mark Julian Felder
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
KB
KB
Ingénierie de prise de son
Scootie Wop
Scootie Wop
Ingénierie de prise de son
Wes Writer
Wes Writer
Production, Ingénierie de prise de son
Jacob “Biz” Morris
Ingénierie de mixage, Ingénierie de mastérisation
Quinten Coblentz
Quinten Coblentz
Production
WEARETHEGOOD
WEARETHEGOOD
Production
Connor Back
Connor Back
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Aw, yeah
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Y'all know what time it is
Two times on the skid side, baby
Ay, you know how we do down here in South Florida
From the 904 to the 813
The 727 to the 305
It's for the glory, it's HGA, baby
Hey, KB, come, come talk to 'em real quick
Uh, yeah-yeah (whoa)
Cape back on, I'm Bruce Wayne
And I been lit like Butane
None of us care what you sayin' (that's my word)
Some of y'all drinking the Kool-Aid
Only one King, no new names
Y'all gotta lay it down today (what are you saying?)
Purple Sprite, double cup (talk to 'em)
Better get ya chickens up (talk to 'em)
Spend the bag, hit the club (talk to 'em)
'Nother chick, another (that ain't a flex)
'Nother purple Sprite, double cup (talk to 'em)
Better get ya chickens up (talk to 'em)
Spend the bag, hit the club (talk to 'em)
'Nother chick, another (that ain't a flex)
18, '88, 26
Day to day, doin' this
Fade away, movin' to the day I'm due to end
Money, I drew it in, bunnies, I'm coolin' with
Goated my pseudonym, God like "Who's this?"
Funny how foolishness feel so gratuitous
Everybody doin' it, attention lit, hookah it
Flexin' on 'em all night
Yeah, but when you stand before God, make sure you do it then (what)
Yeah, IG might be slightly high key, eternal high school, don't fight me (okay)
Pretty girl, cool kids, jocks, A-students, the move-ins, will they like me? (Okay)
Clout and engagement, the new lunch tables, hate it, but pray they invite me
Scroll to a girl, gettin' spicy
Here for the hype beast
Sick 'til we sit wit the High Priest
Yo' favorite rapper brags about things he should be ashamed of, I ain't wit' it
Give platforms to the drug addict and the lust addict, and his addictions
I see a victim crying for help, but his music is hittin'
We came to switch up the vision on how we be livin'
'Bout my Father's business, like this nepotism
Yeah-yeah (whoa)
Cape back on, I'm Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne)
And I been lit like Butane (Butane)
None of us care what you sayin' (that's my word)
Some of y'all drinking the Kool-Aid (Kool-Aid)
Only one King, no new names (new names)
Y'all gotta lay it down today (what are you saying?)
Purple Sprite, double cup (talk to 'em)
Better get ya chickens up (talk to 'em)
Spend the bag, hit the club (talk to 'em)
'Nother chick, another (that ain't a flex)
'Nother purple Sprite, double cup (talk to 'em)
Better get ya chickens up (talk to 'em)
Spend the bag (yeah), hit the club (talk to 'em)
'Nother chick (Bizzle), another
Tell me what's a bigger flex to a little kid up in the 'jects than to get a check
See how many women he can fit up in the jet
Get a vet, spend it with no intellect
Get in debt to end up in a bigger mess
Became you, or he could get a little less but stay true
If he can still get a check without the misdirect, who got the bigger flex?
It ain't you
Feel me, I'm not on a mission to cop another whip from living in opposition to God
Ain't killin' it when not, givin' it to Pops
Healin' 'em, feelin' it when it drop
Not giving in, we still the remnant of the Rock
Killin' the opposition, it just won't stop
Deliver the bop, and givin' Him His off top
You itchin' for God, position, but just don't try
We willing to die for Him, and if it's gon' pop
Who get da L?
Stupid, He too big, it's you, can't you tell?
Fool it, be too lit, when you get to Hell
But what can I do if the shoe fit you well?
Never the type to coat it with sugar, I'm called to be salt
And be dog walking, you'd be a walk in the park
Talk to me hard, I'll put in a call to yo' boss
If you ever called mine, you'd be talking to God, my boy
Yeah-yeah
Cape back on, I'm Bruce Wayne (boy)
And I been lit like Butane
None of us care what you sayin' (whoo) (that's my word) (no, no, no, no)
Some of y'all drinking the Kool-Aid (whoo)
Only one King, no new names
Y'all gotta lay it down today (what are you saying?)
Purple Sprite, double cup (talk to 'em)
Better get ya chickens up (talk to 'em)
Spend the bag, hit the club (talk to 'em)
'Nother chick, another (that ain't a flex)
'Nother purple Sprite, double cup (talk to 'em)
Better get ya chickens up (talk to 'em)
Spend the bag, hit the club (talk to 'em)
'Nother chick, another (that ain't a flex)
Written by: Emmanuel Lofton, Kevin Burgess, Mark Julian Felder, Quinten Coblentz, Wes Writer
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