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The Matrix
514
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Matrix was released on May 24, 2024 by FLEXXD UP ENT / EMPIRE as a part of the album BACK FLEXIN
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Release DateMay 24, 2024
LabelFLEXXD UP ENT / EMPIRE
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fenix Flexin
Fenix Flexin
Vocals
Wizz Havinn
Wizz Havinn
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Purps
Purps
Producer
Jordan “Tez Lamont” Scott
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Chinedum Onyeneke
Benjamin Chinedum Onyeneke
Executive Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Fenix Flexin, ****
Ask around, I been a joint, ****
You ain't gettin' to this money, then what's the point, ****?
[Chorus]
**** beefin' with themself, I don't know them **** (I don't know 'em)
But if it come down to it, yeah, we'll show them **** (Bah, bah)
I ain't hesitatin' for shit, I'm finna blow on **** (Brrt)
Yeah, lil' baby wanna, uh, she wanna blow a **** (She wanna suck it up)
Oohwee, whole team full of fuckin' snakes (Slimy)
Slither down they block, we bouncin' out, we got baby Dracs (Bouncin' out)
Brother on that road with Fetty Wap on the interstate (Fentanyl)
I ain't talkin' 'bout the rapper, I'm talkin' bout a-hundred-brick plays (Got them birds)
[Verse 1]
**** say they trappin', but they cappin', where your serves at? (Where your serves?)
Whole team slimy, we built a bridge, then we burned that (Then we burned that)
Never tell your right hand about your left, I had to learn that (I had to learn that)
Bitch thirsty in the club, she lookin' 'round like where the sperm at? (Bye)
One thing about my lane, once you enter, you can't turn back (Skrrt)
Brodie called me off the WhatsApp like, "Where the birds at?" (Hello?)
Brrr, ayy, A1 perico (Fishscale)
We be movin' 'round hot just like a fuckin' Cheeto (Hot)
Still up in the hood posted, eatin' chili cheese Fritos (I'm posted up)
Pulled up in a trio, Versace'd down like a fuckin' Migo
Movin' through the Matrix, I took a blue pill just like Neo (Popped a blue pill)
I knew I'd be a joint, even when my mama used to call me mijo (I been a joint, ****)
**** talkin' crazy on the 'net, they better watch they mouth (Better watch it)
Like we won't come and pop up at they house, take a **** out (Come and pop it)
We got Glocks, we got chops with extended mags (We got all that)
We ain't even goin' shoppin', we gave his toe a tag (Skrrt)
I ain't worried if she bad, hmm, like, "Where your bag?" (Where your bag?)
If she ain't got one, on my mama, she gettin' passed (Gettin' passed)
Up that blicky, tear it off, we took him down, 'nother lash ('Nother lash)
I can't help it, should've been in NASCAR, I'm livin' fast, **** (I'm livin' fast, ****)
[Chorus]
**** beefin' with themself, I don't know them **** (I don't know 'em)
But if it come down to it, yeah, we'll show them **** (Bah, bah)
I ain't hesitatin' for shit, I'm finna blow on **** (Finna blow on ****)
Yeah, lil' baby wanna, uh, she wanna blow a **** (She wanna suck it up)
Oohwee, whole team full of fuckin' snakes (Oohwee)
Slither down they block, we bouncin' out, we got baby Dracs (Bouncin' out)
Brother on that road with Fetty Wap on the interstate (Fentanyl)
I ain't talkin' 'bout the rapper, I'm talkin' bout a-hundred-brick plays (Brr)
[Verse 2]
**** say it's a problem, we gon' press the issue (We gon' press it)
Stand on that business, get it solved, I won't never diss you (I won't never diss)
Baby girl, you just ate my dick, it's silly if I kiss you (Ew, ew)
Shooters follow me with fully sticks, they barely carry pistols (Ffft)
Right pocket spooky, full of dead men (Full of dead presidents)
I always got a dirty pop with me and a Xan'
Lil' shawty is a super thot, her head different (Yeah, yeah)
Skrrt off in a fuckin' supercar, not a damn hemi (Vroom, vroom)
Call Fenix when I pop out in Cali (Pop out in Cali)
I got too much sauce, I'll never rock Bally (I'll never rock Bally)
Stayed down, now I'm up more money than my daddy (More money than my daddy)
In Chrome head to toe, I ain't never met Matty (Yeah)
[Chorus]
**** beefin' with themself, I don't know them **** (I don't know 'em)
But if it come down to it, yeah, we'll show them **** (Bah, bah)
I ain't hesitatin' for shit, I'm finna blow on **** (Finna blow on ****)
Yeah, lil' baby wanna, uh, she wanna blow a **** (She wanna suck it up)
Oohwee, whole team full of fuckin' snakes (Oohwee)
Slither down they block, we bouncin' out, we got baby Dracs (Bouncin' out)
Brother on that road with Fetty Wap on the interstate (Fentanyl)
I ain't talkin' 'bout the rapper, I'm talkin' bout a-hundred-brick plays (Brr)
Written by: Fenix Flexin, Purps, Wizz Havinn
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