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Pop Smoke

Flexin'

 

Flexin'


All of our niggas know I be flexing
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big Louboutin when I'm stepping
Thirty-guage for the weapon
All of our niggas know I be flexing
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big Louis V for the weapon

We gonna hit him and finish him, nobody innocent
If you ain't dead, better lay down
All the judge give us sentences
View all my menaces
Doing the holler like "What now?"
Floss through the jungle with niggas who rumble
I aim at your head, we don't spray bare
We don't shoot one or two, we gone boom up the room
Back with the chopper go straight there
See that forty go, we roll a forty clip
I bet I make his ass do forty flips
Touchy, sauce 'em up
Touchy told me sauce 'em up
Fuck Iggy, tell Shady he can suck a dick
Bullets making him Sleepy like Hollow
One in the head if a nigga wanna follow
Niggas only respect you because your brother
Double-punch you when you quote your mother
That's what brothers do for one another
That's the only reason I ain't put you under
The diamonds here make a nigga cry
Looking big piggy till that nigga high
I can't, can't trust a bitch 'cause these bitches lie
And that's how I come when my niggas die
Yeah, I'm big on that too
Woo, I put two on the lens, I be flossing
Many trap where I'm sliding
My bitches exotic
My hands off the wheel when I'm parking
Jamos told me get the cash
Amiri the denims, don't ask what it cost me
He gave me to the course of VSRK
Let's talk about it if you feel a way
Nigga, I'm with the K
Bitch, 24, don't call me blood
Kick down the door, big one and two
Show no remorse, my designer
Only the score, can't get you out
Bet you a whore for my new guy
Just sit on the floor, I make a call
Bitch and it's warm, gimme the Sprite
I pour a four, pull up these here, I got ten in my jeans
You with me
Watching TV
Patek Phillipe
Givenchy tee
I meed a mil', been in these streets
Put it, I'm flawless, come to the East
LOAB, screaming "Free Ree!"
Gimme some plazas, they went to sleep
So I call the A, free Manny G

All of our niggas know I be flexing
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big Louboutin when I'm stepping
Big thirty-eight for the weapon
All of our niggas know I be flexing
I did fifteen on my check-ins
Big Louis V for the weapon

done

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