King Kelechi - The Mall Flexer

7 7 7's on my arm, I double wrist like ambidextrous
Hoe, please do not text me. I am in the lab like Dexter
I will kill that pussy like a lion hunting expert
Money got me happy laughing, watch me hit the jest jerk
All I gotta do to take yo' hoe is do a gesture
Conversation dry as bones, but she want me to sext her
40 year old women call me sir, they call me mister
Wallet looking strong in Del Amo, I'm a mall flexer
I am a flexer
I am a mall flexer
I am a flexer
I am a mall flexer
I am a flexer
I am a mall flexer
I am a flexer
I am a mall flexer
Everybody love me like they hubby, do not touch me
Now that I got money they act funny, what the fucky?
Riding in a Tonka, boy I'm in a Bentley trucky!
Eating good in Hollywood, how could I get so lucky?

Written by:
King Uchekwe

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