Flex
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Flex
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Did I
Fuck around and drop the top on niggas
When them niggas thought I wouldn't
Did I
Fuck your bitch or something
What I did to ya why you fronting on me
Did I
Hit the trap and have it jumping
Turning nothing into something
Peeling off the corner flexing on them niggas
Shawty know a nigga came here from nothing
I got the gas on me
Being broke was the reason
Why all of these females would pass on me
Now I pull up in that s550 and I dash on them
And you know I don't spend any cash on them
When I'm pulling up inside that thang
You know I do my thing
And I drop the top on all these niggas in the way
And this is for the times a nigga shitted on me
You shitted on me, now you see the tables turning my way
So I gotta flex, I gotta flex, I gotta flex on you
For all of the times when I was a mess
And you tried to flex on me too
So I gotta flex, and I gotta flex, and flexing on you too
I know I'm wrong
Tell me what I did to you
Did I
Fuck around and drop the top on niggas
When them niggas thought I wouldn't
Did I
Fuck your bitch or something
What I did to ya why you fronting on me
Did I
Hit the trap and have it jumping
Turning nothing into something
Peeling off the corner flexing on them niggas
Shawty know a nigga came here from nothing
(Fuck, can you say to me)
(Fuck, can you say to me)
A young nigga gotta hop out and do something
Gotta let the top down to prove something
Nigga you know I I I got news for you
Everybody know I'm paid only you fronted
The fame made a nigga lose a lot of friendships
The fame made these niggas do a lot fuck shit
Couple good girls that I lost to the cause
I gotta face facts we don’t talk no more
Young rich nigga on his way up
My niggas up and I hope that they stay up
You know the devil working gotta pray up
And I just pray that all my niggas
Paid up and ball like lay up
I’m calling shawty calling
I do this often don’t know what to call it
This shit exhausting but you know I'm all in
Drop the top on that thing when its gwanin’
When I'm pulling up inside that thang
You know I do my thing
And I drop the top on all these niggas in the way
And this is for the times a nigga shitted on me
You shitted on me, now you see the tables turning my way
So I gotta flex, I gotta flex, I gotta flex on you
For all of the times when I was a mess
And you tried to flex on me too
So I gotta flex, and I gotta flex, and flexing on you too
I know I'm wrong
Tell me what I did to you
Did I
Fuck around and drop the top on niggas
When them niggas thought I wouldn't
Did I
Fuck your bitch or something
What I did to ya why you fronting on me
Did I
Hit the trap and have it jumping
Turning nothing into something
Peeling off the corner flexing on them niggas
Shawty know a nigga came here from nothing
(Fuck, can you that say to me)
(Fuck, can you that say to me)
Can’t believe when I look back at how I did it
Fuck around and made something I made something
Made something
Made something of myself
I made something
Yo my nigga, I ain’t never been to a party like that in my life bro!
Shit was lit still
Yo the way we pulled up in that bitch shit was crazy my nigga
Pass the weed
We had the parking lot on tilt!
Anyways a-yo I know y'all niggas gonna ask me for a ride bro
So I’ma tell y'all niggas straight up 5 dollars gas, all y'all niggas
What!
Nah, nah, nah, not today I'm not doing that today real talk
I don’t even got it on me
He did that shit to me last week!
Ay-yo tory
What nigga
You gonna have to ride me that ten though
For what!
My nigga, your girl, she just lives way to fucking far man
That’s a mission still tory, she lives far as fuck
Nah nah nah nah come on
My nigga don’t do that hating shit to me, come on
A-yo my nigga if you just lived on the block like everyone else
This wouldn’t be a fucking problem
Yo my nigga I’m not gonna live at my girls house forever bro
But for now my nigga, I’m doing this music shit nigga
Music? Man I’m talking this money!
Man whatever my nigga, back to what I was saying
I’m finna have this music shit pop nigga so tonight, fuck my girl
I'm getting active with the homies nigga
We finna put my music in
And that’s what the fuck we finna listen to
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