Flex Up

(Mano, I know you want revenge) (Zivo) I know that was your hoe lil' bro, don't worry I gave her back I only fuck these hoes once, I never double back I'm just worried 'bout racks Bullet holes in your back She love me, I don't love her back I just want the- Young na gettin' that guala You gettin' nada Put a bad bitch in Prada And her pussy water Bitch, you know I'm a baller You know I get bankrolls Had to get away from these lame hoes Na, I do not fear you And you broke, I do not feel you Play with my money, and I'm gon' kill you Ain't talkin' money? I cannot hear you I don't even care 'bout that stupid bitch at all Had to go and boss up and flex on that hoe I just go to the bank and I make withdrawals I love hoes and they love me, that's what's going on All these hoes want my baby, I can't fuck 'em raw I can't go back to my old days, I was so alone In the trenches, smoking gas out In the Hellcat, super fast now I love racks bitch, I'm a cash cow She want me 'cause I got cash now Had to turn nothing to something Bitches be making assumptions I really came up from nothing (Yeah, I really came up from nothing) You need me I don't need you, you stupid bitch Ex bitch on some stupid shit I been on my ruthless shit Act like I don't know the bitch I don't know the bitch I don't know the bitch at all All I talk is Guapanese I just want the hunnids please Push button to start, I don't got no keys Life give me lemons, the trigger I squeeze Bitch, I'm zooming in the freeway Hop inside the PJ I'm in Chrome Heart pj's Bitch, I feel like DJ- Khaled I'm fucking another hoe and I'm running her mileage I don't even love that bitch, but she post me on her private I don't even love that bitch, I just love fucking her private She from NYC, you know them hoes be wildin'