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Flexing Video (MV)




Performed By: Metisse
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Arthiom Dos Reis Furtado




Metisse - Flexing Lyrics




Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm messing
Footballing, I'm Messi

Don't look at me
Craving attention is for the bitches
Look at them they twerking
Look at them they twerking

I need an ignorant track
If not I won't have no fans
If not I won't have no swag
If not you wouldn't be listening

I need an ignorant track
To get a girl on my lap
Rolling and roll the hi-hat
If not, nobody would care for me

I gotta talk about cash
I gotta talk about ass
I gotta dye my hair red
I don't even gotta care

Shit man, nursery rhyme, this shit works, all of the time
The day I find some peace of mind
To write a line that's so divine
I'll spill some wine and stop my whining
Cause I'll dine inside a fine
Restaurant with a lot of diamonds
And I'll wear a nice medallion

Please stop asking questions
Niggas younging they evolving
Ain't no need for such complaining
When you're dancing to their music

Know you wanna look for meaning
Patience please relax your feening
It will come in my next mini
Project that I'll be releasing
Know they sacrificing meaning
For that thing they call attention

Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm messing
Footballing, I'm Messi

Don't look at me
Craving attention is for the bitches
Look at them they twerking
Look at them they twerking

Do I talk about problems, do I rap a twerk anthem
Or, I pretend I'm American, or do I give you a sermon of
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah

F*ck up the industry I got the recipe
I'll bring the African touch on my artistry
And I'll be musically so innovatively
Speaking of ennemies I'll let karma lit
Guinea repping Bissau representing
I'm putting my country all over your playlist
You call it exotic I call my nature
You call it world music I'll color your face with the
Tears of my nation so you can start facing the
Truth that we live in, we only ignoring the
Peaceful equation and only acknowledge the
Bullets that's dripping and killing the children but
Luckily this only seldom in there, but the
Hope and the dream and the aspiration don't know respiration
And I'm here to try and give them oxygen

Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm messing
Footballing, I'm Messi

Don't look at me
Craving attention is for the bitches
Look at them they twerking
Look at them they twerking
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Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm messing
Footballing, I'm Messi

Don't look at me
Craving attention is for the bitches
Look at them they twerking
Look at them they twerking

I need an ignorant track
If not I won't have no fans
If not I won't have no swag
If not you wouldn't be listening

I need an ignorant track
To get a girl on my lap
Rolling and roll the hi-hat
If not, nobody would care for me

I gotta talk about cash
I gotta talk about ass
I gotta dye my hair red
I don't even gotta care

Shit man, nursery rhyme, this shit works, all of the time
The day I find some peace of mind
To write a line that's so divine
I'll spill some wine and stop my whining
Cause I'll dine inside a fine
Restaurant with a lot of diamonds
And I'll wear a nice medallion

Please stop asking questions
Niggas younging they evolving
Ain't no need for such complaining
When you're dancing to their music

Know you wanna look for meaning
Patience please relax your feening
It will come in my next mini
Project that I'll be releasing
Know they sacrificing meaning
For that thing they call attention

Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm messing
Footballing, I'm Messi

Don't look at me
Craving attention is for the bitches
Look at them they twerking
Look at them they twerking

Do I talk about problems, do I rap a twerk anthem
Or, I pretend I'm American, or do I give you a sermon of
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah

F*ck up the industry I got the recipe
I'll bring the African touch on my artistry
And I'll be musically so innovatively
Speaking of ennemies I'll let karma lit
Guinea repping Bissau representing
I'm putting my country all over your playlist
You call it exotic I call my nature
You call it world music I'll color your face with the
Tears of my nation so you can start facing the
Truth that we live in, we only ignoring the
Peaceful equation and only acknowledge the
Bullets that's dripping and killing the children but
Luckily this only seldom in there, but the
Hope and the dream and the aspiration don't know respiration
And I'm here to try and give them oxygen

Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm flexing
Look at me I'm messing
Footballing, I'm Messi

Don't look at me
Craving attention is for the bitches
Look at them they twerking
Look at them they twerking
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Writer: Arthiom Dos Reis Furtado
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