Flex

Hold On
Uh
Real nice, real nasty
Let me talk to em'

I be the bitch from the 228
I book up the yo', and I cancel dates
I did this shit without all they help
He wanna know if I'm free today

I get it, Lil' baby, It's my turn
I be pressing these bitches with no perm
My bitches, they bred out the traphouse
Yo' hoes can't talk, get em' mapped out
I tote the stack in a rubberband
And I hold another my other hand
KD tote the Louis like it's a Birkin
Make him count up the racks til' his fingers hurting
Uh
I just bent the whole block
My bitches, they parked at the Shell
And none of us friendly
I slap a hoe down
We all go to jail
I knew from the jump, they'll lie for me
I'm thinking I won off the lottery

Cause this pussy worth necks
And big blue checks
Got all the haters wanna follow me
This for the ones that had doubted me
And the ones who had told me they proud of me
This for the bitches who pop shit
We can't fuck on a nigga that's not shit.

I just blanked on the wrist
Yeah, my ice hitting
If Gotti want me, imma' sign quick
Zaytoven just hit me back up
Heard you asked why I doubled my price, bitch

Yeah, man, this the shit they want for real
I really lived this shit
And my shit really fire
Any other thing y'all heard me rap about
Was facts

Y'all keep saying like "rap about this and rap about that"
Imma' real street bitch, i'm just worried bout' a check
Heard his money on giraffe
Heard he give good neck
This a real one on one ain' even tryna flex

Bitch, I'm the hardest
It ain't no competition, hoe, regardless
I heard you want smoke, imma' spark it
That ain't no happy home, them apartments
Listen, though
We had move to the 404
We heard they giving more money out
We heard they want me to book shows
Let me talk to em'

I'll make a nigga sin, if he fucking with Trin
And I'll drive a nigga crazy if he fucking with Blaze
Make him turn this hellcat to a muhfucking' Wraith
You make a bitch have to change up her ways
Now, you got nothing to say

Brought out the coupe for day
Then gave the keys to lil' Haley
Let her go crazy
He ain't my boo, but he still pay me
Uh, he tryna give me his baby
Securus for Ham just to talk to em'
Make a nigga move slow like the wok do em'
Lil' rob be like "Baby, i'm proud you"
Say ya' name in my songs cause they doubted you

Now, I be the one
Like Nicki I slayed the Goliath
I put his head straight on a platter
So, call when you done
I had to move on forever
That other shit don't even matter

Pussy too good not to profit
You calling from block, nigga, stop it
Gotta' shout it out loud if you love a bitch
Call Bigg for the mix
Still can't dub a bitch

I be the bitch from the 228
I book up the yo', and I cancel dates
I did this shit without all they help
He wanna know if I'm free today
Uh

I be the bitch from the 228



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Writer(s): Triniti Samońe
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