paroles de chanson For Me - Fenix Flexin

Ay, ay
Ron-ron run it up, ron-ron run it up (bitch, bitch)
Nigga
Ouuh

Big stick, run it up on me get yo shit split
Talkin′ down get yo' bitch hit
Cross a opp off the hit-list
Ay, nigga we kill shit, like a punk we gon′ spill shit
Pop a perky, I don't feel shit
Fuck a glocky, this a kill tec

Who want beef? Finna cook it up
Nigga trippin' we finna hook him up
Seen a pen′, we get to pushin′ up
Suckin' dick, she get to lookin′ up

Fuck a square, I need a real freak
Type of bitch to bring day a week
Her pussy bomb, she keep the hair fleek
Strip a nigga 'til he bare feet

I live this life so I can talk about it
Fuck the opps, we get to stop the chaos
I really made it out the public housing
Nigga rob me, but I really doubt it

Heavy metal, yeah, I keep it on me
Pop a pill, she get to freakin′ on me
Wake him up, these niggas sleepin' on me
One up top incase creepin′ on me

It be the lean for me, it be the percs for me
It be the molly for me, it be the money for me
It be the hunnids for me, it be the stick for me
It be the clip for me, yo' bitch gettin' hit from me, nigga

Dior, Fendi, I′m gettin′ head in a Bentley
I think these niggas too friendly
I keep a .40, no semi
We brackin' bitches in Cindy
I′m making money to spend it
She say got it, let's get it
Hop in a foreign, get with it

Hop in a foreign, get lost
I turned myself to a boss
I spend it, I don′t care about the cost
She sucked the dick 'til it′s soft

She sucked the dick 'til it's empty
This shit ain′t on me it′s in me
I'm pourin′ lean in a semply
I just pulled off in a hemi

I found my bag and I hopped in
Benjamin Franklin, my top friend
I fucked his bitch and she blocked him
'Cause she know we gettin′ guap then
Poppin' perky′s and I pop bands
Me and my niggas we locked in
I just pulled up in a drop Benz
Fuck a 30, I'm gon' start again

It be the lean for me, it be the percs for me
It be the molly for me, it be the money for me
It be the hunnids for me, it be the stick for me
It be the clip for me, yo′ bitch gettin′ hit from me, nigga

Dior, Fendi, I'm gettin′ head in a Bentley
I think these niggas too friendly
I keep a .40, no semi
We brackin' bitches in Cindy
I′m making money to spend it
She say got it, let's get it
Hop in a foreign get with it