Текст песни
Okay,
I'm
flexing
like
I'm
in
a
ring
No,
you
ain't
feeling
me
He
sending
shots
like
Hennessey
Try
me,
you
finna
see
I
had
to
bring
that
energy
Bitch
this
a
Kimmy
beat
It's
big
Yung
Flex
La
Flare,
lil
bitch
I'm
stunting
on
my
enemies
Okay,
flexing
be
my
day
to
day
Bitch,
you
a
paperweight
Woke
up
like
let's
get
cake
today
Bet
you
can't
say
the
same
You
ain't
on
shit,
I
hate
to
say
I'm
stunting
in
a
major
way
200
for
the
tee,
might
spend
300
on
some
Bathing
Apes
Like
"Yup"
in
my
black
tee
Blowing
on
a
blunt
that's
full
of
gas,
I'm
in
the
back
seat
I
just
told
that
pussy
nigga
pull
up,
it
get
nasty
Still
think
most
these
rapper
niggas
pussy
if
you
ask
me
Don't
pull
up
get
your
ass
beat
Like
Yung
Joc,
lil
bitch
it's
going
down
All
that
pussy
nigga
do
is
talk,
I'm
into
throwing
down
Hit
him
and
his
homie,
same
clip
My
Glock
be
hoeing
round
Put
one
in
his
shit,
thought
he
was
slick
And
now
he
rolling
'round
Might
call
the
bro
to
hold
me
down
Like
why
that
nigga
acting
tough?
Swear
it's
not
adding
up
That
G19,
it's
pack-a-punched
Shit,
I
might
pack
him
up
That
boy
my
son,
might
pack
his
lunch
Might
whoop
him
if
he
acting
up
In
first,
and
you
ain't
catching
up
If
I
was
you,
I'd
wrap
it
up
Okay,
I'm
flexing
like
I'm
in
a
ring
No,
you
ain't
feeling
me
He
sending
shots
like
Hennessey
Try
me,
you
finna
see
I
had
to
bring
that
energy
Bitch
this
a
Kimmy
beat
It's
big
Yung
Flex
La
Flare,
lil
bitch
I'm
stunting
on
my
enemies
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