Flex Williams - Flex Lord Lyrics

Yeah, I'm on my Tuscan leather smelling like a brick
The Flex is automatic but I drive it like its stick
Then I shift into gear with a gift in ya ear
I could go on beat forever and just spit for a year
Like it's, nothin
I'm so hot like a pan in the, oven
Like it's, muffins
By the, dozens
Feed my, cousins
And my momma and the squad cause we tighter than some buttons
And we
Flexin flexin flexin, yeah
Flexin flexin flexin, yeah
Flexin flexin flexin, yeah
Flexin flexin

I tell her throw that pussy over here, serve it like its dessert
I can change ya whole life give you what you deserve
I cut e'er other bitch off like a scissor
I ice you out with watches and the rings till ya wrist hurt
Yeah, so I flex on the fakers
This the joint like it's papers
On point like the Lakers
Talkin' showtime and Kobe from 09
I step up it's go time
Drop 80 in no time
That was, 06 but then again it's all a mixed when you on goat time
Talkin Jigga and Hov time
Rakim with the old rhymes
I'm causing a low tide
With nothing but dope rhymes
I'm using my third eye
The others is both blind
I don't need a co-sign
I know that I'm so tight
And I pray the for the whole tithe
Yeah

And you can't tell me nothin' bout nothin'
Only thing you can speak on is somethin' bout frontin'
Yeah, But I'm a boss ass nigga
Don't associate with Charmin soft ass niggas
Yeah

And I ain't second guessing
My craft I am perfecting
Respect i keep collecting
The skills are like a blessing
I'm always teaching lessons when I hit the studio for another session
I'm just

Flexin flexin flexin, whoa
Flexin flexin flexin, like
Flexin flexin flexin, yeah
Flexin flexin flexin

Yeah
OG Flex Lord
Goat time in no time
Flex out