[Intro]
You see Kamale, straight away, yeah
Don't fuck with me
I told you
No, but you wouldn't listen
Right, you stupid fuck
Look at you now
Look, look
[Chorus]
All the opp niggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
Woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
[Verse 1]
We gon' hit him and finish him, nobody innocent if you ain't dead, better lay down (Lay down)
All the judge give us sentences, free all my menaces
All on the island like, "What now?" (What the fuck is up, nigga?)
Flossy the jungle where niggas gon' rumble
I aim at your head, we don't spray ground (Yeah)
We gon' shoot one or two, we gon' boom up the room
Back out the chop, we go spray rounds (Brr)
See that .40 on me, roll a forty clip
I bet I make his ass do forty flips (Forty flips)
Sheff G, sauce him up
Sheff G told me "Sauce him up" (Sauce that nigga)
Woo
Fuck KiKi
Tell Shanie he can suck a dick (Bah, bah)
Bullets making him sleepy like Hallow
One in the head if a nigga wan' follow (Yeah)
Niggas only respect you because your brother (Uh)
Double-punched you and you called your mother (Uh, uh)
That's what brothers do for one another
That's the only reason I ain't put you under (Uh, uh)
That double G will make a nigga cry (Cry)
Smokin' big KiKi till a nigga high (Bye, bye)
I can't trust a bitch 'cause these bitches lie (Nah)
And that's how a couple my niggas died
Yeah, I'm big 092, woo
I posted on the lanes, I be flossin' (Woo)
Bentley truck when I'm slidin', my bitches exotic, my hands off the wheel when I'm parking (Parking)
Jamos told me get the cash
Amiri the denims, don't ask what it cost though (Go get that cash, nigga)
He get nailed to the cross if he SRK
Let's talk about it if you feel a way (Grr)
Nigga, everything K
Big 24, don't call me blood (Bah)
Kick down the door (Bah)
Big 092, show no remorse
Buyin' designer, all in the stores
Can't get you out, bitch, you a whore
For my lil' guy
D'usse on a floor (Uh)
I make a call, bitch and it's war (War)
Two liter Sprite (Sprite), I pour a four
Pull up TD, I got ten in my jeans (Uh)
Pop out with me, was on TV (Yeah, yeah)
Patek Phillipe, Givenchy tee (Uh)
I need a mil', been in these streets (That's a fact)
Know that I'm Floss, come to the East (Uh)
LOAB, screamin', "Free Ree" (Free Ree!)
Shooters in plaza, stay with the sleaze
So I call the Ape, free Melly Gz (Free Melly Gz, nigga)
[Chorus]
All the opp niggas know I be flexin' (Traphouse Mob, flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
Woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
[Verse 2]
[?]
Fuckin' on your baba, leave that [?], black and blue (Yeah)
22's, in my shoes, walking into school, pull up like I'm Moody Blue (Woo, woo)
[?] cooler than a cooler, he still a ooter, he don't settle for nothing (Grr)
We gon' aim at your madulla, clipped like a ruler, he ain't with the bluffin' (Stop all that cap)
I don't think that they ready for this (Nah)
Niggas don't got no bready for this (Yeah, yeah)
All the opps gon be fetty for this (Yeah)
They gon' want me dead after this
I just put 10 on my neck (Yeah)
That mean I put 10 in my clip
Chris Paul, when I step on the court
I call up JayyWest for assist (Woo, woo)
Flexin’ (Original) was written by Pop Smoke.
Flexin’ (Original) was produced by Kamale Beatz.
Pop Smoke released Flexin’ (Original) on Thu Apr 09 2020.