Flexxstyle Lyrics

All this water drip on me, thought I was a seaman

Cause I got a F, can't even sell my semen Zero to a thousand, bitch, I'm a real demon

This molly on your tongue, I show you real geekin Slide on the beat, it's a bubble slides

Shawty ass, is so bubblefied Only like her if she double eyed

But that blind ass, is gon' see tonight Where I'm comin' from, what you hittin' on

I'm smokin' on gas, what you hittin' on Most of you niggas, some gucci clones

Boosie clones, baby clones When I was a baby, I couldn't reach the phone

Now collectors callin', they won't leave me alone

I use my three R's, right rhyme and reason I know my rights and I rhyme for a reason

Bitch, I've been rhymin' for seven, two seasons Never got in trouble, but they call me a heathen

Phresh

Man, this ain't, this ain't shit, this ain't nothin' but a

But a flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, boy, this beat a

Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, what you on, Phresh

Flex, flex, flex, flex, why you flex, boy, you got

Flex, flex, boy, you flexin' on them Flex, why you flexin' on them

Flex, flex, flex, why you flexin' on them