Flexin & Finessin
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Flexin & Finessin
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Flexin and finessin
Flexin and finessin
Ain't got no time for stressing
Im just flexin and finessing
Okay now, big dollars i been gettin. this my world boy i been shittin
These bad bitches? im friends with em
They bow down and let my friends hit em
Like got damn. i mean oh shit! you ridin' round in my old whip
Me? trapgold 1st? black hood
He gotta double cup, and pour that good
I got racks to play, you on my tip. you just window shop and don't by shit!
I gotta pearl handle, don't try shit. and to these haters please get up off my dick
I got cartiers on my eye lids. and these princesses on my wrist
How the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?
Im so fresh to death i just died bitch!
Now clap clap for me. go ahead girl bring it back back for me
Pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it
Fuck around and bust a band no black jack on it
Call me iggy gigs im on trippy shit
I like whitneys hips. i like britneys tits
I watt em both to strip im on pippin shit
And since i can't pick… we'll do a switchy switch, word
Let’s go!
I was counting cash with the money machine
She giving me here they come out again
Smoke a pound today well a..j, double cup for..
Seen the bush i like bout the bitch twice
I can d this shit for the rest of my life
Seen the bitch i like beat the bitch twice
They fucking hard mother fucking price
I get it flippin and shit it
Poppin molly dig it back to business
Ride the lamb doing twice the limit
Got your bitch streaming from start to finish
Bang bands all over my cash, stripping bitches don’t shake that ass
Twenty years in the rap game, man i don’t have to make it last
Never that you smoke it never been in my cigar
What im smoking on you gotta keep in a jar
Own it to the shit and nigga pop and have a bar
With two white kids menage-a-trois
Rolling up, that to that
I need my medicine i got .. whenever you bitches you can have my back
Me saving these hoes imagine that
Flexin’ & finessin, fle-flexin’ & finessin
Ain’t got no time for stressin
I’m just flexin’ & finessin
Flexin’ & finessin, flexin’ & finessin
And finessin, and finessin, and finessin
Flexin and finessin, nessin-nessin-nessin
Look look look flexin and finessin nessin nessin
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