Flex

[Verse 1: D'Shaun]

All my life I
Don' learned hustlenomics
Got love from my niggas in the projects
Gotta main thing working on projects
Uh

She kiss me hello
Like a mistletoe
Pass moves to my mans
Like a give n go

I'm just tryna ball like
A finger roll
And count up C-notes
Like a 'Figaro'

I'm just tryna ball
On the really bro
These tricks is for kids
You a silly hoe

I'm killing this shit
It's so serial
Smoking that shit
So medicinal

The game is on lock
Like a figure four
Show love to the bros
And say fuck a foe

Tryna count up a M
While i'm smoking O's
From San Antonio
To Tokyo

Put this on my team
My momma, My girl, My niggas
Whatever
I'm really bout it

Real nigga ain't no doubt about it
Hereditary boy my Dad about it

Tryna stack & flip the salad
Count it
Build a house as big as
Magic Mountain

I am the Youth
I swear I found the fountain
Out in Atlanta like a
Fucking Falcon

These niggas funny
On that Jimmy Fallon
I'm really working
Lotta niggas rapping

She gimme brain just like
A College Campus
The whip got tint like
It's outchea camping

I'm outchea grinding
Bmx'ing ramping
Ain't been sleeping
Niggas say i'm Vamping

Looked in the mirror
It said boy you handsome
I need the ghost
I need the Danny Phantom

I need Estate
I need a big ole mansion
I need it all for my niggas
And some

I need it all for my niggas
Grandson's
So I'ma ball need that
And-one

Hand gun
Nigga gotta blow
Man this shit not optional
Tryna do what I gotta do
Make sure a nigga pops is cool
And put my momma in the drop coupe

[Hook]

I don't really do a lot of flexing
But everything is gold;
Like my grill my girl my necklace
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