[intro]
You are now fucking with DJ Nosa, make sure you [?] when you come in, let's get this shit
(Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm, hm, [?] yeah)
[Chorus]
Flex, swag, stuntin' on these bitches
Not my problem if you feel a way, you trippin'
Yeah, nowadays I'm just gon' spin it 'cause back then I didn't, yeah
All them times you doubt my vision, now you mad, you bitchin', yeah
I put all my faith in God but I won't rock no Christian's, yeah
She must think I'm dumb as rocks, I throw her on the block list
I'm tryna decide if I don't want you, you all on my conscience
I just don't know, I just don't know, you got me fucked up 'bout it
[Verse]
[?] know that Nosa flipped that whip, won't let him drive it, uh
Fucked up 'bout this bitch, this bitch not even my type wife, uh
Ridin' around with that G-Lock, what you say? We fly like pilot, uh
Switch it up, I switched it up 'cause they wanna steal my style
My mama tellin' me slow down because I'm livin' wild
[?]
I-I stacked up way above us, they like "They winnin', how?"
They stole my swag so much, I don't give no fuck, I just make a new sound
You stole my swag so much, at this point, I'm passin' it down, uh
No excuses to be down, y'all got 24 hours, yeah
I'm with this fine ho, yeah, she dumb as a bitch but her brain like Howard, yeah
I love my [?], uh, my [?], my [?] give me powers
[Chorus]
Flex, swag, stuntin' on these bitches
Not my problem if you feel a way, you trippin'
Yeah, nowadays I'm just gon' spin it 'cause back then I didn't, yeah
All them times you doubt my vision, now you mad, you bitchin', yeah
I put all my faith in God but I won't rock no Christian's, yeah
She must think I'm dumb as rocks, I throw her on the block list
I'm tryna decide if I don't want you, you all on my conscience
I just don't know, I just don't know, you got me fucked up 'bout it
blocklist was written by yunosa.
blocklist was produced by yunosa & Rochambeau & Emmett Paine.