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[Hook] I be flexing on these bitches, I be stunting on these niggas Smoking all this loud, fuck my haters I don't hear them She ask me what I'm doing, bitch I'm tryina make a killing Bout to turn up on these niggas, stack my money to the ceiling I just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt I just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt Oh, oh, I be counting endless, I love my wariness I'm getting money on the stoop, I call that bandits I be blowing on this dope, you know shit tremendous Her head is in my lap while I grab her extensions And we don't stand in line, nobody waits around And all my niggas fresh, don't see no waste around I'm bad, all these bullets landing, we don't waist around Straight shots, no patron, Who want to taste a round? And ditas, I'm a gator, I be stunting on the hater Blowing trees, getting paper, tell that bitch to see you later She suck me like a vac, you know meet me in the bathroom I be catching neverless, you niggas in my classroom You niggas tryina get me, kinda hard to hit me Cause I blow my nose with hunneds and I wipe my ass with fifties Catch me at the table dropping bottles in the club Blowing loud everywhere, nigga we don't give a fuck [Hook] I be flexing on these bitches, I be stunting on these niggas Smoking all this loud, fuck my haters I don't hear them She ask me what I'm doing, bitch I'm tryina make a killing Bout to turn up on these niggas, stack my money to the ceiling I just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt I just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt They said cannon what you doing, I say bitch I'm stunting She asked me where I've been, I say getting to this money Keep that 40 in my jeans, 30 for your team What you mean? Bitch I'm balling like I'm tryina win the ring I finesse right, check, I flex right, check My connect from up town he got the best white A laser show I guess that's what my neck like And we trained to go, my niggas got them tecs right Ok, ecstasy or specialty, no coughing or arresting me On her knees praying to that dick, I call it blessing me No one would do baby sb they say they mess with me She blow me then I leave her, put a child call it destiny Rolling, these bitches rolling, like they got motors Smoking and blowing loud, she love the aroma I'm toking, my niggas holding, Don't make them blow you I'm flexing and I'm stunting, I ain't talk about aerobics [Hook] I be flexing on these bitches, I be stunting on these niggas Smoking all this loud, fuck my haters I don't hear them She ask me what I'm doing, bitch I'm tryina make a killing Bout to turn up on these niggas, stack my money to the ceiling I just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt I just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt.
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