Flexaholic

Fuck up on that bitch and then I freaked it
I be running from the cops, because I got a G, shit
Used to break into the place and steal the Louis V shit
If you come up running on me you ain't finna see shit

I keep my lip locked
You the only one that's talking, boy you get your shit rocked
We some Florida boys yelling, yeah we got the big rocks
I'm the clutchest wavy boy know I take the big shots

I'm out here cruising
Ask the Bloody boy down the street if he been Boolin'
My crew we the splash boys, know we out here shooting
Know we really bout what we say, this ain't just music

Yeah bitches love us
We call em back to back because they never leave each other
Little boy talking all that shit, I'll fuck your mother
So don't be saying shit to me, cause I'll give you a brother, and then another

I been stressing way to much I think I'm off of the pills
And this shawty been tryna fuck with me but her pussy kills
I know my ex still got the body, she a Casino Girl
So if I fly on back to Florida, know I'm betting the world

She knows I might be tryna fuck with her, that's if I get back
But if she don't, then I just won't, and then we call it at that
I know there's shawtys tryna fuck with me, so I'm on it stat
I got two bitches in the club with me, yeah Kary and Kat

I been stressing way to much I think I'm off of the pills
And this shawty been tryna fuck with me but her pussy kills
I know my ex still got the body, she a Casino Girl
So if I fly on back to Florida, know I'm betting the world



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Writer(s): Chris Nevarez
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