FLEXIN N' FLASHIN

I put my foot on the gas, takeoff I cannot let these boys pass me Make a move and the scene gone get nasty He get jammed since he wanna be flashy Keep a shooter on deck tell him, "Blast him" So you already know he gone blast him Mario bros, smashin' He get hit with that glock if he back him I hit that shit hold the neck A chest shot'll will break out his back Smoking dope in the back of the back Got a glock with a tec 'round the neck It's no warnings he talk he get stretched I'on like when they talk out they neck If we comin' we comin' correct Nah if we comin,' we comin' with straps, facts Bro throwing bullets he getting you picked off Receive the pack like we just got the kick off Shout out to Yola no Clifford that's big dawg Won't fuck ya' bitch 'cause she don't get my dick hard Quick ass spin right down your block No mask on, throw coupla shots Hit 'em up, ain't talkin' 2pac Lift 'em up, yes, you can get rocked (uh) I do my dance on that hoe (on that hoe) Throwing ones while she dance up on the pole I hit that shit on the low, sike I hit that shit with my bro (uh) Kick her out, that bitch gotta go She gon' make me late for my show And she loving the way that I flow I'm hot, big drop and roll (uh) Get with me, I'm catching vibes from Siri They know I ride with killas And them killas know how I get busy Facts, it gets wicked and they know I stay on my pivot Make a move and I swear you go missin' Where he at? He swim with the fishes I'm in the trap with a bad bitch Get the pack and we flip it, no back flip She doing tricks, gymnastics He get jammed, start flexing n' flashing My niggas spin and cause madness All y'all niggas bitches and calibre When we hit ya' block it get tragic All jokes to the side we ain't laughing I'm in the trap with a bad bitch Get the pack and we flip it, no back flip She doing tricks, gymnastics He get jammed, start flexing n' flashing My niggas spin and cause madness All y'all niggas bitches and cabre When we hit ya' block it get tragic All jokes to the side we ain't laughing Hold up, hold up, hold up Gang shit, e'rdawg we about about it Probably be Souf for law alone Sometimes I think I'm just dusting a lil' rest off A lil' weary, hold up, hold up, uh Step back and hit like a rocket, pop it I'm smoking dope with my partner Feet up eating noodles, no lobster Fuck one nigga you will get shot up (brrah) Keep dawg swing dreads no rasta My dawg Mira still King Mufasa Do my dance on that bitch with a choppa Like a bike with no breaks, you can't stop us Hold up, hold up Bro shoot that shit up, they don't know us Got a glock with a laser, come show us Got a shotta on deck with a pole, tucked Saw that nigga in person, he froze up Them hollows had lit that man soul up Hit that shit by the neck and they know us Smoking dope in the back of the Rover I'm in the trap with a bad bitch Get that pack and we flip it no back flip She doing tricks, gymnastics He get jammed start flexing n' flashing My niggas spin and cause madness All y'all niggas bitches and cabre When we hit your block it get tragic All jokes to the side we ain't laughing I'm in the trap with a bad bitch Get the pack and we flip it, no back flip She doing tricks, gymnastics He get jammed, start flexing n' flashing My niggas spin and cause madness All y'all niggas bitches and cabre When we hit your block it get tragic All jokes to the side we ain't laughing