Flex

I close my eyes I get high baby
I close my eyes I get high baby
Higher then the sky baby
I'm floating through the clouds I won't stop
I pop a xanny girl I might drop (Yea yea yea)

I swear to god you better notice me (Notice)
I pull up in some shit you've never seen
I run up on yo nigga talkin' shit
I pull up in a whip a nigga silent (Bling blow)
A nigga bouta flex yea yea (Flex)
I just flexed up on a nigga!
Run up on a nigga talk shit if you dare yeah (Talk shit if you dare)
I swear I'm bouta fucking flex on her (Flex)
I'm bouta pull up all my checks on her
Im bouta park my shit outside of her house
I flaunt my success I'm not you should doubt (Ayy)
And it ain't no secret (Secret)
Relieve me of pain fuck these games that you play
And girl I've been led astray
Believe me I give you my all babe
My nigga you know you can't please her
Pull up on you at my leisure (Leisure)
I run and I run and I run (Nigga finna run)
Run up on ya man he a bum (I pull up on you)
I pull up on you with some arrogance
I rep where I'm from that's my residence (Bronx)
She left me but need me that's evident (Yea yea)
You got a thing for lame niggas
You got some issues I figure
I swear I'm not bitter baby
Why are you running these games (Gang, gang gang gang)
Oh what a shame (Shame)
Pop a norco and you are to blame
My former flame
You are to blame (Blame!)

Your nigga never had alot
Flexing all the time baby (Flexing)
Let her know she goin crazy
Let her go run with a nigga
Let her go run (Don't pass me right by)
I swear that I might pull the trigger ya
I swear that I might pull the trigger ya
You pick up the pieces you pick it up
You pick up the pieces you pick it up
You broke my heart you are the reason
You broke my heart you are the reason
You pick up the pick up the pieces
You broke my heart you are the reason
Broke my heart you are the reason baby

I'm pouring this lean in my double cup
Poppin' these mollies and perkies won't get enough
I know that she miss me don't worry I call her bluff
I know that you miss me i know it (I know it)
I write all my thoughts I'm a poet
Don't diss me girl you need to notice
Ya you needa notice
Niggas know I am a threat
Pull up on you in a jet
Nigga we out
Nigga stop running your mouth
I'm fucking your girl
She got my dick all in her mouth (Slurp it)
My nigga I claim from the east (East)
I be in them streets you know I just can't be discrete (No)
I like my girls short and petite
I get in that pussy you know I'm gon' mo fuckin' feast (Yuh)
I run through the city I'm flexin' (Flex)
My nigga stop all that pretendin'
Think twice who you think you addressing
Nigga you know I'm gon' do it
Nigga you know that I'm ruthless
You know that she'll do it (Ay)
You know that she" do it (Ay)
You know that she gimme that love
You know I be all on them drugs
Smoke deep In my lungs
I see that she's fucking with bums
Can't say I'm not stunned (Dylan)
My niggas be flexin' (Flexin)
My niggas be ready to flex (My niggas be ready to flex)
My niggas get ready to flex (Flex)
I pull up at you at the bando

Your nigga never had alot
Flexing all the time baby (Flexin)
Let her know she goin crazy
Let her go run with a nigga
Let her go run (Don't pass me right by)
I swear that I might pull the trigger ya
I swear that I might pull the trigger ya
You pick up the pieces you pick it up
You pick up the pieces you pick it up
You broke my heart you are the reason
You broke my heart you are the reason
You pick up the pick up the pieces
You broke my heart you are the reason
Broke my heart you are the reason baby

You broke my heart you are the reason
You broke my heart you are the reason (Damn it baby)
Pick up the pick up the pieces yeah
Pick up the pieces (Ay)
You pick up the pick up the pieces
You broke my heart you are the reason (Reason)
You pick up the pick up the pieces (Pieces)



Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Weill
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