paroles de chanson Flex On My Mom! - ThumpLord

Bitch
Lets go
Yeah yeah yeah
Bitch
Hmmm
Damn Nile keep saucin
Yeah Yeah

Bitch I made my first 50$ and flexed on my mom
Shit was so easy I felt like a don
A couple of pills I think that I'm on
I need me a deal for some Louis Vuitton
Made my first 50$ and flexed on my mom
Shit was so easy I felt like a don
A couple of pills I think that I'm on
I need me a deal for some Louis Vuitton

Yeah I wanna commas to come in, I'm fucking
I'm runnin around the city I'm thuggin
Nile like a bee on the beat he buzzin
Counting my sins they be in dozen
How can I trust you when I don't trust my cousin
Side bitch told me she love me she doesn't
All of this rush got me feelin like Russian
Call me the GOAT bitch end of discussion
Yeah I want the commas to come in
I don't want dramas to come in, I'm really up to somethin
Too many fakes, how can I trust in
Bitches like 12 they got me bustin
Lie to my face that shit is disgustin
I'm bound to the fame, yeah I'm adjustin
Respect to the (Lil) baby no I don't mean Justin
Most of your chains they really be rustin

Made my first 50$ and flexed on my mom
Shit was so easy I felt like a don
A couple of pills I think that I'm on
I need me a deal for some Louis Vuitton
Made my first 50$ and flexed on my mom
Shit was so easy I felt like a don
A couple of pills I think that I'm on
I need me a deal for some Louis Vuitton

Snitches get stitches, bitch's be bitch's
Fuck on your miss's, then fuck up your business
The moment I got money
They panties be drippin like honey
Oh she laughin now guess I'm funny
Rockin' my fendi with rocks on my wrist
Fucked her so good she calling my name in bliss
But nobody gettin me out my abyss
This is a moment I won't miss
Smoking the pot like I'm wiz
I get so high I feel blessed
Hope when I die I'm not missed
Pourin up lean with Sunkist yeah
Feeling her up while I kiss
Trippin like Ecstacy
Don't know what's gotten into me
I guess it's meant to be enemy of my enemy
Is a friend-to-me
Whatever's in my mind it's killing me, saying sorry
Right after she bury me
You gotta be kidding me
This ain't ABC's or the 123's
Flexed on my mom
I ain't so calm
Fuck on your mom
Hopped on a song
ThumpLord we a ticking bomb