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Fig Karl - Flexin' (feat. Kxge) Lyrics



Fig Karl - Flexin' (feat. Kxge) Lyrics
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Aye
Oof
Lets get it let's go
Hop in the whip don't care where we go
Got all these rocks on me you'd think i'd blow
When the moon shine on me you'd think i'd glow yeah
Who that mother f*cka shinning
Bitch that's me wit all my diamonds
Too many women can't count em
So much liquor I'm drowning yeah
I'm not a rich man
But i'm rich in the spirit
I could give two f*cks about my appearance
Bought a couple new b's and I bought em on clearance
Lookin good in new jeans and I foil all your plans
Who that motha f*cker pulling up in McClaren
Bitch that's me better watch where your starin
If you a bust down i'm bust down to
If you liked pound town we can go for round two
Cuz
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexin' on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I don't want no number no more bro I want that snap chat
I'm trying see what that ting do ya dig ahha
For real for real
Bitches don't get it
Man I ask them for their snap chat
And they're like "why do you want my Snapchat and not my number?"
All i'm gon do is hit that ass up and be like "yo you want some dick?"
Flexin' for the one time
Then it's back to business
Back to workin on that full time
Always waiting for the weekend
Always dreamin' of another way to get my bread up
I just wanna f*ckin' fly
Get my bread up
Get my chedda
All these motha f*ckas
Wanna keep on askin' what my name is
Imma spell it out across the sky
Make sure you motha f*ckas see it
I'm a motha lovin' g
And I'll show ya how to live it
Imma motha f*ckin prodigy
Bitch I'm bout the business
I said f*ck a backwoods
We smokin' on zigzags
Sticky on my fingers
We keep rollin up a stack
Wonder what is on my mind
Bet you ain't ever felt that
Pop another tab of universes
Lemme backtrack
Spark that
Hit that
Pass it right back
Pop a Prozac
Keep it rotatin'
Imma bust back
Rollin round town
With my guard down
Feelin' so good
Cruisin' uptown
Bitch I keep on flexin' yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexin' on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
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Aye
Oof
Lets get it let's go
Hop in the whip don't care where we go
Got all these rocks on me you'd think i'd blow
When the moon shine on me you'd think i'd glow yeah
Who that mother f*cka shinning
Bitch that's me wit all my diamonds
Too many women can't count em
So much liquor I'm drowning yeah
I'm not a rich man
But i'm rich in the spirit
I could give two f*cks about my appearance
Bought a couple new b's and I bought em on clearance
Lookin good in new jeans and I foil all your plans
Who that motha f*cker pulling up in McClaren
Bitch that's me better watch where your starin
If you a bust down i'm bust down to
If you liked pound town we can go for round two
Cuz
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexin' on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I don't want no number no more bro I want that snap chat
I'm trying see what that ting do ya dig ahha
For real for real
Bitches don't get it
Man I ask them for their snap chat
And they're like "why do you want my Snapchat and not my number?"
All i'm gon do is hit that ass up and be like "yo you want some dick?"
Flexin' for the one time
Then it's back to business
Back to workin on that full time
Always waiting for the weekend
Always dreamin' of another way to get my bread up
I just wanna f*ckin' fly
Get my bread up
Get my chedda
All these motha f*ckas
Wanna keep on askin' what my name is
Imma spell it out across the sky
Make sure you motha f*ckas see it
I'm a motha lovin' g
And I'll show ya how to live it
Imma motha f*ckin prodigy
Bitch I'm bout the business
I said f*ck a backwoods
We smokin' on zigzags
Sticky on my fingers
We keep rollin up a stack
Wonder what is on my mind
Bet you ain't ever felt that
Pop another tab of universes
Lemme backtrack
Spark that
Hit that
Pass it right back
Pop a Prozac
Keep it rotatin'
Imma bust back
Rollin round town
With my guard down
Feelin' so good
Cruisin' uptown
Bitch I keep on flexin' yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexin' on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
I'm straight
Flexing on yah
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Writer: Noah Williams
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