Lyrics With The Troops - A Flexx

Nah these cookies ain't from Berner
Bernie Mac
Hell yeah might burn ya
Mitts came out the furnace
Purp flower smoking on turnip
Mobbed with the gang bout to turn up
It's hot in this bitch bout to burn
Earning more yeah bitch Im earnest
Washin niggas like detergent
You did all that shit then confirm it
Not the type to go rehearse shit
I know that I'm perfect
For green ima mf gobbling
Shit I came up from nothing just hogging a lil
That little shit really don't bother
Don't lie to me cause then it's fuck your apology
I'm trapping for guala he made it
Basic
Stupid ass nigga ain't gangsta
Painting my bitches face ima painter
Around my neck rocking ancient
Get it keep it in control
Trap nigga get dough yeah I don it before
4 by 4 big body through the door when I'm walking in catch a eye
Bitches like oh there he go
Throw the money you air
Watch it fall to the floor
Add up double up the score
Wanted me to have less went and got me some more you can't stomach that

Stomach sickening
Bitch I'm gifted
To me the butterflies is lifted
Doing shit I never thought would have even existed
Drugs of course they ain't prescriptions
Fuck with the plug so he gon tell me bout how he get em

Young devil baby gremlin
Growing up fast father figure my mf image
Johnny in Black a nigga wicked
Twerkin' but down on a dick there's a difference you know that
Come over here get on this floor mat
Multi tasking yeah I own that
Flea flicking shuffle back to a nigga I'm gon launch it to a trustee
Moss that's a throwback
Say the shit with your chest when you project
Better come in right now bitch come correct
Nah you ain't even making no sense
It's clear to see you won't play ima eject
Like a Honda I do shit accordingly
Big delivery fee when you order me
Stacey Adams im walking in formally
Hella odd don't do shit normally
No you can't stomach that

Stomach sickening
Bitch I'm gifted
Too me the butterflies is lifted
Doing shit I never thought would have even existed
Too dope nigga not prescriptive
Fuckin' with me Ima keep you guessing I'm the riddler

Wipe ya eyes fix ya lenses
Don't believe it yeah I know that the shit look expensive
Spidey nigga tingly senses
Sensitivity run high I might hit a 360
Shop big in the mall like I'm Tinsley
A young nigga feelin spiffy
Like I came from the 60s
Making my way by the inches
Gas got a stinch so I'm stingy