Flex Up

Yeh
Ral
Yeah
Yeah

Flex up baby get her check up
But I'm next up so give that neck up
They trying to keep up but they can't catch us
Yeh we leave his body red just like ketchup
Bet not sell my soul for these riches
I can't sell my soul for these riches
I can't give no love to these bitches
I send five shots to the snitches

I got rich homies like Quan
Yeh yeh
We gone blow up like a bomb
Yeh yeh
I treat these niggas like my sons
Yeh yeh
At first I didn't believe now I'm big just like a tree
Back in 10th grade I planted the seed now it's growing
You can't stop this motion oh bullets on skin like lotion
I don't want pussy to focus
Yeh I'm from the bottom the slums
Yeh young nigga really go Dum
Pussy nigga I'm the one you better tote you a gun yeh

Flex up baby get her check up
But I'm next up so give that neck up
They trying to keep up but they can't catch us
Yeh we leave his body red just like ketchup
Bet not sell my soul for these riches
I can't sell my soul for these riches
I can't give no love to these bitches
I send five shots to the snitches



Credits
Writer(s): Jeral Rickerson
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