Flexican° (feat. Glock Bwoyy)

Say you hard let's go let's find out
Knocked off in advance
Put him in the sky he flying now
Pour one for his mans
You was just a fan you dying now
Tell him spin again
I pulled up bitch I'm that guy now
Neptune flexican

Yea bitch ou
Yea bitch hit that ou
I'm sick got the flu
Ask what's in my cup
What's that wocky juice
Call that pussy over
Get my youngin soldier
Knock him off it's over
Now his momma need closure

You not olcK
You's a bitch I get him so fast
On his block I want blood now
I spin and pop his bitch ass
Talking bout you did but you did nothing
But running so fast
Glock Bwoyy hop out cuts and bitch that's it
That's a new toe tag
Opps they cliquing up ain't going for none
On his hoe ass
Sliding on his thot
I'm trying some cause that hoe bad
Talking bout you gang we know you not
Boy you out bad

Say you hard let's go let's find out
Knocked off in advance
Put him in the sky he flying now
Pour one for his mans
You was just a fan you dying now
Tell him spin again
I pulled up bitch I'm that guy now
Neptune flexican



Credits
Writer(s): Neptune Shawtyyy
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