Habitual Flexer
(Honorable C.N.O.T.E)
Bee, bee, bee, ugh
Habitual flexer, habitual flexer
Habitual flexer, habitual flexer
Habitual flexer, habitual flexer
Walked in wit a Draco, ughh
Walked in wit a Draco, bitch, it got a drum
Coupe sailing
Twin, how you feeling?
Bitch, I'm geeked up off the walls
(Geeked, geeked, bih')
Geeked up off the walls
Bitch, I'm off the railing (Railing)
2 cup, pour it up
Wock came by the mail, yeah
Wock came by the mail, yeah
Wock came by the mail, yeah
If you wanna leave, bih', then just go (Man, just go)
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, that's for sho'
I spent 20 bands, bitch, on some clothes
(20)
I spent 20 bands, bih', on some clothes
(20, 20, bih')
I makе money, I make money
I want morе (20, 20, bih')
Pockets fat as fuck, super swole (Super swole)
I'm taking Euro trips, yeah, yeah, wit bro (Yeah, with bro)
With my brother, bitch, yeah, we tryna get right (Tryna get right)
We hit the store, we want some mo' (For sho')
Ain't sipping liquor, ho, bih', I pour up 4s
(4, 4)
You finna backdoored, shoot up everything (What, what?)
I need everything
I need everything
(Yeah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
Bee, bee, bee, ugh
Habitual flexer, habitual flexer
Habitual flexer, habitual flexer
Habitual flexer, habitual flexer
Walked in wit a Draco, ughh
Walked in wit a Draco, bitch, it got a drum
Coupe sailing
Twin, how you feeling?
Bitch, I'm geeked up off the walls
(Geeked, geeked, bih')
Geeked up off the walls
Bitch, I'm off the railing (Railing)
2 cup, pour it up
Wock came by the mail, yeah
Wock came by the mail, yeah
Wock came by the mail, yeah
If you wanna leave, bih', then just go (Man, just go)
I ain't worried 'bout no bitch, that's for sho'
I spent 20 bands, bitch, on some clothes
(20)
I spent 20 bands, bih', on some clothes
(20, 20, bih')
I makе money, I make money
I want morе (20, 20, bih')
Pockets fat as fuck, super swole (Super swole)
I'm taking Euro trips, yeah, yeah, wit bro (Yeah, with bro)
With my brother, bitch, yeah, we tryna get right (Tryna get right)
We hit the store, we want some mo' (For sho')
Ain't sipping liquor, ho, bih', I pour up 4s
(4, 4)
You finna backdoored, shoot up everything (What, what?)
I need everything
I need everything
(Yeah, woah, woah)
(Woah, woah)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
(Habitual flexer, habitual flexer)
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