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fl3xt4lk

Hip-Hop/Rap

fl3xt4lk was released on April 3, 2026 by SPDR HGHTS as a part of the album Lonely Rage Core

Song Details

AlbumLonely Rage Core

Release DateApril 3, 2026

LabelSPDR HGHTS

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM71

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

killarty

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

killarty

Songwriter

Sebastian A Justiniano

Sebastian A Justiniano

Composer

Lyrics

No we not fuckin' them pesos up

If he talk down then we gun him down

On my brother grave and the sunrise, yeah

All these hoes frown 'cause I pass now

I don't spend now, I just blow pounds 'til the sunrise, yeah

That bitch wanna drown, I bought Saint Laurent

And my denim starch on some Southside shit

She like, "Bae, how you doing that zero to sixty?"

In like tres and the whip makin' no sounds, yeah

I'm like, "Baby, don't trip

'cause that next level shit, it just come with the gualla," yeah

I said I'm gettin' rich, goin' straight to the top

Told them bring me the cash

I don't care if it come with them problems, yeah

Bet he talk on my clique

And my big brother pull up ain't got no face

Make this shit look like coppers and robbers, yeah

I said I want them big bags, I bought big Raf's

'Cause these knots ain't gon' slip in the

Side of no motherfuckin' Zaras, yeah

Yeah I'm rolling big gas

Put my brother to sleep

Need that ecstasy pill just to come right back out of his body, yeah

I'm tired of doubtin' ass hoes tryna fuck up my flow

On these papers and motion

I can't bring me no horse out to water

I'm tryna find where the billionaires go

Just to pop out and fuck on they daughter

Cut the light baby look at my water

Cut the light baby look at my wrist

This a promise you can't buy this shit

All my shit that I rock is exclusive

I love lil' mama poppin' that booty

I'm tryna get that from the side

Yeah, I need me a winner, I need me a Bonnie

I need me a bitch just like Bonnie and Clyde

I need me a girl that gon' pass me the grip

When I aim out the whip

Lil' shawty, just shut up and slide

Tryna live my life private

I need that PJ to the runway

No, baby, I can't be bothered

I don't like stand by lines

Standin' in place?

Nah that shit just feel awkward

She seen that I got that cash in abundance

Now that lil' ho wanna holler

We just some bad ass kids with some paper and molly

In the back of the function got drugs on my body

And my bro got that stick

And he sealin' his lips for the gang, no, he not movin' spotty

Seen that bitch just walked in with somebody

Now she all on my body

Tell me she single

I'ma pass on the bird yeah that bitch just a seagull

No we not fuckin' them pesos up

If he talk down then we gun him down

On my brother grave and the sunrise, yeah

All these hoes frown 'cause I pass now

I don't spend now, I just blow pounds 'til the sunrise, yeah

That bitch wanna drown, I bought Saint Laurent

And my denim starch on some Southside shit

She like, "Bae, how you doing that zero to sixty?"

In like tres and the whip makin' no sounds, yeah

I'm like, "Baby, don't trip

'cause that next level shit, it just come with the gualla," yeah

I said I'm gettin' rich, goin' straight to the top

Told them bring me the cash

I don't care if it come with them problems, yeah

Bet he talk on my clique

And my big brother pull up ain't got no face

Make this shit look like coppers and robbers, yeah

I said I want them big bags, I bought big Raf's

'Cause these knots ain't gon' slip in the

Side of no motherfuckin' Zaras, yeah

Yeah I'm rolling big gas

Put my brother to sleep

Need that ecstasy pill just to come right back out of his body, yeah

Hey, you

Watch how I flip this shit right here

Just to do some shit

Yo peep this shit right here

Yo, check this shit out

Everybody look, look

I got this 222 for you, she know I stay committed

My slip is pink, my bills is blue, she know this shit ain't rented

I like the finer things in life the way that shit presented

To me on a platter, make me feel expensive

She got defensive when I told her I don't need her

Babe, it's not that I don't really wanna please you

I just know that I ain't got no ceiling

I came from dealin' with my brothers that was stealin'

Or this shit get worse, they handle

Arguments by backin' out the steel and bustin'

Yeah, she don't trust me and she said it's someone else she lovin'

I told her cut that shit and let me cut it up

I swear your body lovely

You know that shit get ugly

She know the leather on the seats is just

Distraction from the heat that's under

I put that thunder in the sky, I bet you hear this rumble

We backed a duce on, bro, he talkin' nice without no grumble

Boy watch your tone, I'm gettin' way too much to fuckin' tussle

Nah, I ain't violent, I just got my shit up off the muscle

Yeah I just got my shit up off the muscle

Just got my shit up off the muscle

Written by: Sebastian A Justiniano, killarty

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