Uh bitch I'm flexin' on y'all niggas
Uh yeah
Flex flex flex
I got gold all on my teeth nigga
Ima real dope boy, air maxes on my feet
Young nigga and I know a couple niggas in the streets
Bitch I'm ridin' wit' the chopper and the chopper on the seat
And if you playin' wit' a nigga you get bullets full of heat
And ima young flexin' nigga I got gold up on my teeth
And I got the streets on lock bitch you know I got the key
Man I grew up on D Road now I stay in Sangaree
And hit it front the back like 808s up on the beat
Nigga I can never cap, nigga I can never lie
If I pull up on these niggas then these niggas finna die
If you try to take my chain nigga that's a suicide
Cause you know you finna die
Bitch I open up the fire
Bitch I'm shootin' wit' the nine
Lookin' through my third eye
Red dot, greed beam but I aim it for your guy
And these bitches wanna f*ck on me cause nigga I'm that guy
And I be swimming in that pussy nigga I'm scuba dive
Bitch I'm sippin' on that lean while you sippin' on that beer
And you know I got my diamonds nigga and they lookin' clear
And you know I got my diamonds colder than a polar bear
She like it when I hit it from the back I'm pullin' on her hair, uh
Bitch I like to shop cause I be spendin' all these bands
All these niggas sleepin' like they just took a xan
Money falling out my pocket bitch I need a rubber band
Get the gat, get the gat, bitch I'm finna make ya dance
And I got your bitch wanna blow a nigga like she Lance
Uh, no Stephenson nigga
Bitch I pull up wit' the glock and I just might pull the trigger
And all these niggas wanna talk that shit but my stack look bigger
Phsswhoo
Bitch I'm feelin' great
Tony the Tiger no Tiger, you a boy
I'm a f*cking father figure
And I'm still sippin' water like some f*ckin' liquor
You know damn well that I been a baller
I'm up top and I'm taller
Ima get the guap yeah guala
Lookin' at em' slippin' ima have to give em' caution signs
Yes I got my chakras lines up like align a line
You know I get to the bank
Ima get everything
I do not care what you say
Might as well just tell me happy birthday cause I get cake
Like a female man you too weak to be a male you a shemale
Fly City shipping to your house like mail
And I don't know what you be talkin' bout' if you can't show me
Always tryna text me up but you can't even show up
I can sense your energy and that shit just be low up
Like phsswhoo bitch I'm wit' the crew
And I'm way too smooth like a criminal
Yeah I know some people and they soo woo but I'm neutral
And I'm up top like I flew
Uh, phsswhoo
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Uh bitch I'm flexin' on y'all niggas
Uh yeah
Flex flex flex
I got gold all on my teeth nigga
Ima real dope boy, air maxes on my feet
Young nigga and I know a couple niggas in the streets
Bitch I'm ridin' wit' the chopper and the chopper on the seat
And if you playin' wit' a nigga you get bullets full of heat
And ima young flexin' nigga I got gold up on my teeth
And I got the streets on lock bitch you know I got the key
Man I grew up on D Road now I stay in Sangaree
And hit it front the back like 808s up on the beat
Nigga I can never cap, nigga I can never lie
If I pull up on these niggas then these niggas finna die
If you try to take my chain nigga that's a suicide
Cause you know you finna die
Bitch I open up the fire
Bitch I'm shootin' wit' the nine
Lookin' through my third eye
Red dot, greed beam but I aim it for your guy
And these bitches wanna f*ck on me cause nigga I'm that guy
And I be swimming in that pussy nigga I'm scuba dive
Bitch I'm sippin' on that lean while you sippin' on that beer
And you know I got my diamonds nigga and they lookin' clear
And you know I got my diamonds colder than a polar bear
She like it when I hit it from the back I'm pullin' on her hair, uh
Bitch I like to shop cause I be spendin' all these bands
All these niggas sleepin' like they just took a xan
Money falling out my pocket bitch I need a rubber band
Get the gat, get the gat, bitch I'm finna make ya dance
And I got your bitch wanna blow a nigga like she Lance
Uh, no Stephenson nigga
Bitch I pull up wit' the glock and I just might pull the trigger
And all these niggas wanna talk that shit but my stack look bigger
Phsswhoo
Bitch I'm feelin' great
Tony the Tiger no Tiger, you a boy
I'm a f*cking father figure
And I'm still sippin' water like some f*ckin' liquor
You know damn well that I been a baller
I'm up top and I'm taller
Ima get the guap yeah guala
Lookin' at em' slippin' ima have to give em' caution signs
Yes I got my chakras lines up like align a line
You know I get to the bank
Ima get everything
I do not care what you say
Might as well just tell me happy birthday cause I get cake
Like a female man you too weak to be a male you a shemale
Fly City shipping to your house like mail
And I don't know what you be talkin' bout' if you can't show me
Always tryna text me up but you can't even show up
I can sense your energy and that shit just be low up
Like phsswhoo bitch I'm wit' the crew
And I'm way too smooth like a criminal
Yeah I know some people and they soo woo but I'm neutral
And I'm up top like I flew
Uh, phsswhoo
Uh yeah
Flex flex flex
I got gold all on my teeth nigga
Ima real dope boy, air maxes on my feet
Young nigga and I know a couple niggas in the streets
Bitch I'm ridin' wit' the chopper and the chopper on the seat
And if you playin' wit' a nigga you get bullets full of heat
And ima young flexin' nigga I got gold up on my teeth
And I got the streets on lock bitch you know I got the key
Man I grew up on D Road now I stay in Sangaree
And hit it front the back like 808s up on the beat
Nigga I can never cap, nigga I can never lie
If I pull up on these niggas then these niggas finna die
If you try to take my chain nigga that's a suicide
Cause you know you finna die
Bitch I open up the fire
Bitch I'm shootin' wit' the nine
Lookin' through my third eye
Red dot, greed beam but I aim it for your guy
And these bitches wanna f*ck on me cause nigga I'm that guy
And I be swimming in that pussy nigga I'm scuba dive
Bitch I'm sippin' on that lean while you sippin' on that beer
And you know I got my diamonds nigga and they lookin' clear
And you know I got my diamonds colder than a polar bear
She like it when I hit it from the back I'm pullin' on her hair, uh
Bitch I like to shop cause I be spendin' all these bands
All these niggas sleepin' like they just took a xan
Money falling out my pocket bitch I need a rubber band
Get the gat, get the gat, bitch I'm finna make ya dance
And I got your bitch wanna blow a nigga like she Lance
Uh, no Stephenson nigga
Bitch I pull up wit' the glock and I just might pull the trigger
And all these niggas wanna talk that shit but my stack look bigger
Phsswhoo
Bitch I'm feelin' great
Tony the Tiger no Tiger, you a boy
I'm a f*cking father figure
And I'm still sippin' water like some f*ckin' liquor
You know damn well that I been a baller
I'm up top and I'm taller
Ima get the guap yeah guala
Lookin' at em' slippin' ima have to give em' caution signs
Yes I got my chakras lines up like align a line
You know I get to the bank
Ima get everything
I do not care what you say
Might as well just tell me happy birthday cause I get cake
Like a female man you too weak to be a male you a shemale
Fly City shipping to your house like mail
And I don't know what you be talkin' bout' if you can't show me
Always tryna text me up but you can't even show up
I can sense your energy and that shit just be low up
Like phsswhoo bitch I'm wit' the crew
And I'm way too smooth like a criminal
Yeah I know some people and they soo woo but I'm neutral
And I'm up top like I flew
Uh, phsswhoo
Writer: Hood Tae, Sir Sylvy
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