Текст песни Sosa - FLEX

Aye
If your boyfriend wanna be like tell him get on his grind
Telling lies to her ears do this shit all the time
She ain′t never finna leave me I was too hard to find
Always played a nigga close because she knew I'd shine
Top down when I′m sliding who the fuck I was ducking?
Before I lie and say I love her I won't tell that hoe nothing
Catching blessings from the 2nd to the 31st
Let the paper touch 'em I don′t do the dirty work
(Shhh)

Shorty stuck up on that block the way the chef play the kitchen
I tried to tell her I′m her blessing she ain't motherfucking listen
Stupid ass
You gotta learn to take directions when a player talking I don′t say it often
Aye pull up scrape the curb yeah
The fendi cool but Gucci snakes what I preferred yeah
Oh I fell off I ain't the same that′s what you heard yeah?
How you explain this? I'm H U N I T for life still on that gang shit
At round tables with the bosses tryna keep shit in order
A hundred dollar glass of wine this shit more pure than your water
I′m quick to show a hoe the door she do some shit I don't like
Aye what's the realest shit you wrote? Shit I don′t know I don′t write
Took 50 thousand out the bank and went to grab me a Cat
The hardest nigga in this shit and that ain't cap it′s a fact
You only got behind the mic to catch a lick I can tell
You took your bitch to Michael Kors I take my hoes to Chanel

If your boyfriend wanna be like me tell him get on his grind
Telling lies to her ears I do this shit all the time
She ain't never finna leave me I was too hard to find
Always played a nigga close because she knew I′d shine
Top down when I'm sliding who the fuck I was ducking?
Before I lie and say I love her I won′t tell that ho nothing
Catching blessings from the 2nd to the 31st
Let the paper touch 'em I don't do the dirty work

Aye I′m getting sitchy in my Benz nigga
Gucci glasses she gon lick me ′cause my lens nigga
At Doubletree bitch I'm with Brittany and her friends
Keisha keep on calling I′m gone link with her at like 10
Aye, real certified sniper catch a bitch from the roof
I'm spitting crack I hit the stu and chopped a brick from the booth
We was verified way before that twitter shit
Let her hit the mall with me I ain′t get her shit
Aye, I give it kisses I ain't telling
Put me against the test of time I ain′t failing
I put some Loubs on that bitch I dropped a bag on her
And you can't touch her if you broke she got a tag on her
I'm starting to feel it fall apart that′s how I know imma win
If I don′t like her but she thick don't give no fuck I pretend
100 Racks inside the mattress at the condo
A king nigga so I know exactly what LeBron know