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Flex

F, Flex

Keep tellin me these bitches
U dont want me around
Knowing me better
Would actually astound you

I got u wetter than ur exes around you
Now u dryer than the bakery u bounce to

And who in the dafuq are you running you mouth to
I could kill all of these haters around u

U playin with fire dont let me surround u
U could get burned not water around u

All of this ice u lovin the clinks
Almost sound like the ice in ur drinks
No u can't touch it dafuq dyu think
I am so high i can barely think

I am so high the weed man is dirty
The weed in this blunt cost me a thirty
All of these hose always get flirty
When i got gass in the air its too early
Bitch dont disturb me dunkin like curry
Gotta get rid of these packs in a hurry
Gotta re up cz my vision is blurry
Dont give a fuk i want cash ina hurry

Poppin these bottles
My hoes look like models
Ur hoes look like pot holes
I keep it full throttle
Ain't stoppin for no one
No i ain't got no son
These bitches is lying
They always be tryin

To Get close to a n***a
Cz i got figures
And i got n***as
Access to triggers

Dont get me triggered
Lash out all ridiculous
Murder pedestrians
Irregular terrestrian

Pull out ridiculous
Put out and destress
Put her on re set
Get on ur knees and
How deep can ur throat go
Jumpin like pogo
My ass is a no go
Ur ass accessible

Keep tellin me these bitches
U dont want me around
Knowing me better
Would actually astound you

I got u wetter than ur exes around you
Now u dryer than the bakery u bounce to

And who in the dafuq are you running you mouth to
I could kill all of these haters around u

U playin with fire dont let me surround u
U could get burned not water around u

Dont get me started
Im going retarded
My spit is a bar
And im building a block with

The words im inventing
Im smart as a texan
That means i go bang bang
Dont play with my thang thang
My Phone goin rang rang
Ur hoes love to bang bang
Then Send them back hangin
And Make u go hangmen

I ain't dishonest
Dafuq is this nonsense
Uno I am a god send
Lets not pretend

U cattin my style
Ur hoes goin wild
Ur flavour is mild
Im hot as a

Change in direction
Get outta my section
U Ain't gotta mention
My name for attention

This is a lesson
My style is perfection
Yall are my children
Ur mothers i filled them

Their pussys i killed them
No access i sealed them
These are my hoes now
They Cleaning my toes out

They making me toast
I dont mean to boast
But my case is closed
So n***a get lost

I ain't from the coast
But love sun the most
So when it start raining
I turn into kanan

Uno what in sayin
When blood pours I rain men
Turn them all to cavemen
They screaming out Please man

Ahh shit

Keep tellin me these bitches
U dont want me around
Knowing me better
Would actually astound you

I got u wetter than ur exes around you
Now u dryer than the bakery u bounce to

And who in the dafuq are you running you mouth to
I could kill all of these haters around u

U playin with fire dont let me surround u
U could get burned not water around u

Pickin a fight with me
Is a loss son
Have ur mum and paps look
For their lost son

Im cuttin the cheque
Cz i am a boss son
I speak with an accent
Like i am from boston

My bitches they cost tons
My whips they are awesome
Stop thieving my style
U look like a possum

Ive had some bad bitches
And yh ive done lost some
But that is ok
Cz i dont feel nothing

I came from nothing
My mums awesome
She Did what she could
N what she did was awesome

I am so proud
Of The family i come from
Im smokin that loud
But Move with it silent

Dont mess with sirens
No need for them eye lids
Cz They are just pirates
Stealing all our rights

And it is not alright
And This is why we fight
Cz we may not be bright
But we are a delight

Hehe yhh

And it is not alright
And This is why we fight
Cz we may not be bright
But we are a delight

Under the street light
Be broke or be right
Ridin our b bikes
Racing in three stripes

Jumpin to be mike
Pumpin our wheels right
Makin our lace tight
Poppin them skates right

If u ain't from the streets u won't know wtf im talkin bout ya hear
But thats ok snitches get stitches and bitches skirts get lifted

Keep tellin me these bitches
U dont want me around
Knowing me better
Would actually astound you

I got u wetter than ur exes around you
Now u dryer than the bakery u bounce to

And who in the dafuq are you running you mouth to
I could kill all of these haters around u

U playin with fire dont let me surround u
U could get burned not water around u