Lyrics

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 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 fuck 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 fucking father figure And I'm still sippin' water like some fuckin' 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(s): Sir Sylvy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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