Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song PesoFlexin, artist - fenix flexin. Date of issue: 30.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
PesoFlexin |
| Ayy, ayy |
| Bitch |
| Ooh, ooh |
| I’m with Peso, niggas know that that my twin (That my twin) |
| No half stepping, niggas thugging 'til the end ('Til the end) |
| Where to start, bitch? |
| Where do I begin? |
| (Ayy, ayy) |
| (Ooh, Quad, this shit bang) |
| I’ll get that nigga gone, drop the pin |
| I’m with Peso, niggas know we really on that (Really on that) |
| You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh) |
| You got some Wock'? |
| Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that) |
| This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho) |
| I’m with Peso, niggas know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin') |
| We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies) |
| I was doing all the things that you wasn’t (That you wasn’t) |
| I be faded off this lean, I ain’t buzzin' (Sippin' drank) |
| I got five chopsticks on the kitchen counter |
| I can understand the fact that you would never want your bitch around me |
| I’m in a Bentley and my nigga Glizzy splashed up in a Hyundai |
| All these chains 'round my neck, thought I joined the Illuminati |
| Yeah, PesoFlexin, but it came from moving big weight |
| He went to jail and started telling, he ain’t make it past intake |
| I’m a master in the trap, call me Peso Sensei |
| And how you hating on me when you ain’t even got your rent paid? |
| All my whips real fast, but that don’t mean I wanna race |
| Get on the side of my car and I’ma open up your face |
| And, yeah, you got chopsticks, but you ain’t gon' shoot shit |
| So let’s keep it real nigga, man, you ain’t really that safe with it |
| I’ll splash up, whack a nigga quick, broad day with it |
| You broke and I’m rich, lil' nigga, we are way different |
| I got kicked out of school, I ain’t get a cap and gown |
| And when you walk in my trap, you gotta get patted down |
| And I be drippin' so hard, lil' bitch, grab a towel |
| And if you ain’t beneficial, don’t bring your ass around |
| Ayy, I’m getting money in my new whip |
| These niggas talking on the 'net, but when they see me, ain’t gon' do shit |
| Do my dirt by myself 'cause these niggas got loose lips |
| And I’m in your bitch mouth like some motherfucking toothpicks |
| And me and Fenix locked in, play with him, I’ma shoot shit |
| I just finessed on the plug, now that nigga’s all clueless |
| I’m with Fenix, lil' nigga, we got hoes on the way |
| A nigga better not play 'cause we know where he stay |
| And we be running to the money 'cause we don’t wanna wait |
| And, nigga, how is you a boss? |
| You ain’t holding no weight |
| Yeah, I’m with Fenix, lil' nigga, bitch, we flexed up |
| After we go and rescore, nigga, gon' put the rest up |
| Nah, we ain’t next up, nigga, we the best up |
| And they talking like they got it, but these niggas need to catch up |
| Put that lil' money up, this some big boy shit |
| You ain’t fucking that bitch right, she need some big boy dick |
| Ayy (Ayy), big bands on me, I got 'em right now |
| Tell that pussy ass nigga, «Better pipe down» |
| I’ll go and bless a nigga, send him up to God |
| We done made it out the struggle, niggas beat the odds |
| If it wasn’t for this rap, I’d be tryna rob |
| Shoot a opp in his leg like he Cheddar Bob |
| We’ll kill a nigga mama playing with the mob |
| I done came a long way from working at a job |
| Sold dope, nigga, I sold Xans |
| Now I’m making bands, nigga, out in France |
| Ooh, this bitch, she tryna get me out my pants |
| I be buying hella Bape from Japan |
| You ain’t thuggin', you just thuggin' for the 'Gram |
| God damn, that’s that shit I can’t stand |
| Nigga, you ain’t even on that type of time |
| Fenix Flexin, I’m with Peso, we don’t play around |
| Ayy, like I’m penny pinching, I won’t drop a dime |
| This bitch say she hate a nigga, told her, «Get in line» |
| I be hangin' with the birds, I ain’t with the slimes |
| Hit her with that Perc' dick and it blew her mind |
| I’ma fuck her from the back, feel it in her spine |
| Bitch, I ain’t no minute nigga, I be taking time |
| I’m with Peso, niggas know that that my twin (That my twin) |
| No half stepping, niggas thugging 'til the end ('Til the end) |
| Where to start, bitch? |
| Where do I begin? |
| (Ayy, ayy) |
| I’ll get that nigga gone, drop the pin |
| I’m with Peso, niggas know we really on that (Really on that) |
| You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh) |
| You got some Wock'? |
| Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that) |
| This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho) |
| I’m with Peso, niggas know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin') |
| We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies) |
| I was doing all the things that you wasn’t (That you wasn’t) |
| I be faded off this lean, I ain’t buzzin' (Sippin' drank) |