Mr.Money - Flexxx

Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Hold up wait I'm in the studio
I got these birds around me like I'm Julio
Damn swish Rick Rubio
I pulled his card like he tryna' play Yu-Gi-Oh
Bitch I'm in album mode I do not stop for this shit
One sit up top thirty-three in the clip
VVS shine when I slide on a bitch
Y'all boys sellin' souls just to get rich
Got a Mac 10 just like Trippie do
I shoot a opp for a pre show ritual
Niggas ain't rappin' like me in the Ville
Niggas clowns, pussies, type shit get you killed
I'm well respected feel like a veteran
Name one person in the game I ain't better than
Oh ok I'll sit here and wait
Name one person guarantee I'm ahead of 'em
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
Bitch I flex
She want me like she want new Loubs
Spent 10k got her new boobs
Niggas ain't new I know all of they moves
Bitches ain't loyal she just wanna choose
That's why I'm walkin' 'round with this drip on me
That's why I'm fuckin' yo' bitch homie
Then I hop on a flight
I got 34 bullets if you tryna fight
Ion throw fists
Niggas they know this
Spent fifty on chains guarantee she gon' notice
When I got the strap bitch I be focused
Now he disappear hocus pocus
Niggas be lam they can't compete
I'm down on my feet ten toes in the street
I call him D Wade he left the heat
Call me U.D. I'll never leave
(I do this shit for the two-six
Gang
Never leave my brothers shit
Gang)

Written by:
Brandon Puckett

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