Honorable FLex ft. Chris King & Trippie Redd Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Honorable FLex ft. SOS LO & Chris King - Trippie Redd
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[Intro: Chris King]
I'm finna spark this blunt
With these Chromeheart matches
'Cause I can't find a Chromeheart lighter
Hold on..
[Verse 1: Chris King]
Diamonds hitting like I took a drop of LSD
Get the handheld with games like a PSP
Too high, sometimes I forget my peak
When I'm sleeping down the block
Don't forget my heat (Word)
Ironic, how we shining every time we do [?]
These rappers get a boost of confidence from the syrup
I'm talkin' off the gas, need some oxygen sir (I'm high)
A couple home runs at the bottom first (Yeah)
I'm with SOS-LO but I don't need no help (Nah)
B.B. Simon was draggin' on the belt (Yeah)
I pulled the plug, that's vital to his health
I throw modo It's flying in the air
[Verse 2: SOS-LO]
Big bag up on the beat now I'm coming down (Yeah)
Got a bad bitch, tell her turn around (Word)
Oh Lo, you with Trippie now?
(What? Know I gotta go)
Told that bitch, kick rocks, she gotta hit the road
Got blue fifties and I got pesos
Got bankroll uh, el Chapo
Nah nah nah, I meant Pablo
[Pre-Chorus: SOS-LO & Chris King]
Warner, yeah
Runnin' shit like Pop Warner
Tommy gun, fry em'
Like my name Benihana
I just want decimals, commas
I hit with the impact of a comet
Excellent, polish, schemin', diabolic
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I like the rolly that tell the time
Don't know the time of the day
I bought the Patek and Audemar
Yeah, that's an honorable flex
I like the rolly that tell the time
Don't know the time of the day
I bought the Patek and Audemar
Yeah, that's an honorable flex
[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They play fair, I'll take you there
I don't like one, need a pair
Boss up got their hands in the air
I spot four hoes over there
They can have a joint, I'll share
Hit the bitch with the Drake, take care
Hit the bitch with the Drake, take care
[Verse 3: SOS-LO]
(*Clears throat*)
Your baby mamma pussy got an afro, bro
I got the game tied up like a lasso, hoe
You flex, still broke, your jewels be joke
And you can't move because I got you in a hold choke
Bear I poke, and I don't mean to do wrong
Wrist so splash wet like beer pong
Yeah, and I don't mean to flex long
Just know I'm Pizza Hut, in your girl cellphone
[Verse 4: Chris King]
You can't walk in my Balenciagas, size 42
You're not Julio or 1942
When I'm pulling out this fire
Oh my, you are screwed
[?] Maya Angelou
I was smokin' on this [?], so high, I couldn't move
I was loading the styrofoam filled with glue
Dog in my [?] staying with school
44 [?], the [?]
[Pre-Chorus: SOS-LO & Chris King]
Warner, yeah
Runnin' shit like Pop Warner
Tommy gun, fry em'
Like my name Benihana
I just want decimals, commas
I hit with the impact of a comet
Excellent, polish, schemin', diabolic
[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
I like the rolly that tell the time
Don't know the time of the day
I bought the Patek and Audemar
Yeah, that's an honorable flex
I like the rolly that tell the time
Don't know the time of the day
I bought the Patek and Audemar
Yeah, that's an honorable flex
[Post-Chorus: Trippie Redd]
They play fair, I'll take you there
I don't like one, need a pair
Boss up got their hands in the air
I spot four hoes over there
They can have a joint, I'll share
Hit the bitch with the Drake, take care
Hit the bitch with the Drake, take care
[Verse 5: SOS-LO]
Warner, yeah
Runnin' shit like Pop Warner
Tommy gun, fry em', Like my name Benihana
Blue hunnids, yeah, I want a lotta
Honorable flex, Not an improper
[Outro: SOS-LO]
It's an honorable flex
It's an honorable flex
Hey, it's an honorable flex (Hey, hey)
It's an honorable flex
It's an honorable flex
(Yeah, honorable flex)
it's Crayzie