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Flexing Habits
973
Hip-Hop/Rap
Flexing Habits was released on November 29, 2024 by Step Or Die LLC as a part of the album Flexing Habits - Single
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Release DateNovember 29, 2024
LabelStep Or Die LLC
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carnell LaPone Briggs
Carnell LaPone Briggs
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm on my own business, man
I got flicks, baby, I got flicks, baby
(I've been in this city before Ciurtis came)
(Do research into my background
(He goin' down) I got flicks, baby
I blow money like it grows on trees
I'm so SOD, just tell them that
They know what it mean
Bad bitches turn me on, but still, it ain't no whore I need
Flavor, FL, livin'
I keep four or five on my team
On drive with that, come with keys
All my jewelry come with diamonds
Still got my plugs
I can call this if I want to swirl around
I'm the one keep **** mad
Fuck them though, that's on their bodies
Buku money bags and black youngsters around me like I'm Gotti
Wonder why I'm still a topic? 'Cause I do my own shit
I was 12, trying to step on some and fuck a grown bitch
My brother ain't givin' me guns
I went and bought my own
Other side can't touch me, so they pray
I always got a phone switch
When you hot, they trying to tap me
**** used to serve me
I learned the game and overlapped them
Got the trenches sold up
I run the game from up in shackles
'Cause i call Sophie, cause II know her MO
She just turned around from return the Casper
But don't speak on dead ****
If he a Holla Gang, then I'm down to catch a head with
Fell in love with blue faces
They say I'm a real ****
I've been a threat, now they respect my mind
I'm still a breadwinner
Bitch, I'm still a mad sipper
Fuck my--
Tell the pitchman
Lean head, but I abuse serve like I don't want my kidney
Last **** still burnin', he got stretched because he was trippin'
He got stretched 'cause he was trippin'
Though they found that body, I already knew that bitch
But next -
Bag on me, pockets swole like them bitches did some push-ups
Some push-ups
Landlord status in my ghetto with my foot up
Left my last bitch, so now I'm fuckin' on her sister
I had my share of hoes, up man, trust her?
Then I couldn't
Vacuum-sealing P's, but I know **** like to cook up
Knowin' that every trap like Master P, I got the hook-up
Do shows in any city, any state, and we gon' pull up
And if we can't bring them choppers
Ain't no need for them to book us
I might just rig them with some crooks
Made the news so many times, the whole world know how I look
I couldn't have no goofers around me, so I had to cut off
I had to be able to manage by the system 'cause I got the citizenship
You got the keys to the streets
I bleed S.O.D
Counted 30 in one month, but I owe profit
That's on V
I'm in Dallas
Toy Savage is gon' eat me, tissue
See, in the state, I play my rear view
So don't try me like Mo3
Written by: Carnell LaPone Briggs
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