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Flexing
17
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flexing was released on December 3, 2021 by Cut Throat Mafia Ent. as a part of the album Way Too Real
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Release DateDecember 3, 2021
LabelCut Throat Mafia Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Medric Roberson II
Medric Roberson II
Songwriter

Lyrics

Shawty be flexing on **** she know that she bad I can tell by the way that she walk
**** be playin with money and asking for verses it cost me a coupe for to talk
I'm exhausted I'm working a shift to a shift a young **** been punching the clock
It's some McQueens on my feet or some new Jordan 3s you lil **** be wearing some crocs
I got these diamonds they hitting they shine a lil different it cost a lil money for this
Putting my trunk in the engine and keeping it pimping I stay with a pole like a stick
She want a **** who nasty & keeping it classy I might as well pop me a bitch
All of these **** be bitches and hoes the way all these **** be riding a dick
Flexing
Baby know I'm flexing
I be on my shit I don't got time for all that texting
5-Star when I leave I give my money to The Westin
Gotta feed the fam they know I'm tryna be a blessing
Like Megan I'm tryna feel all on yo body
Since I done got money that head a lil sloppy
I'm keeping it real ain't no need for a copy
I spot em I got em
This shit getting rocky
I ain't into boxing
I'm just tryna pop me a molly
Fuck you and yo posse
These hoes be all over my jockey
He ain't go no money like Tommy
She telling me stop it for I get all over that ass
Still tryna chase me a sack
Wont fumble the ball Ima pass
This bitch be running from the dick and I swear that she fast
I'm chiefing exotic and grass
He tried to run off on a **** and didn't get far
I paid it in cash ain't no note on my car
Really living like that swear to God ima star
Flexing
Baby know I'm flexing
I be on my shit I don't got time for all that texting
5-Star when I leave I give my money to The Westin
Gotta feed the fam they know I'm tryna be a blessing
I answer the phone if it's money involved
Won't get a word I ain't talking to laws
If you got a problem well let's get it solved
Can't fuck with you dawg cause I really might rob you
Tie you up and leave you in the Bayou
Come here lil mama I really wanna try you
Purchase a rapper I really might buy you
You know them **** yeah they stay with me
You know them killers they don't play with me
Aye my bitches have they way with me
Aye, Aye, Aye
Written by: Medric Roberson II
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