Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flexin', artist - Ant Agurz feat. Soulja Boy & KhochelaDate of issue: 18.12.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Flexin' |
| Shorty she my fan, met er on Instagram |
| Shorty she my fan, met er on Instagram |
| I go crazy with that set, wutchu know about it? |
| I go crazy with that check, wutchu know about it? |
| Time to make all them bitches weird, wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| Wutchu know about it? |
| I go crazy, I go crazy |
| Turn up, turn up, turn up |
| Pullin up, fresh as fuck from head to toe |
| Goddamn, Soulja Boy done stole yo ho |
| I hit the stage, 30 deep we going in |
| I done made it rain, I’m spillin gin |
| Poured up in the cup, I got dirty Sprite |
| Wavy sippin on this lean all day and night |
| Splash smoking on this kush, got me feelin right (I'm gone) |
| Choppa in the closet, you don’t wanna fight (salute) |
| Niggas getting mad cause we steady guapin |
| SOD, Money Gang, it ain’t no stopping |
| And these niggas getting mad cause they shit floppin |
| And they niggas getting mad cause they bitch jokin |
| Pulled up to the club, I got her pussy poppin |
| You’s a goon, bust a goon to a fuckin garbage |
| SOD Gang, we got no problems |
| Ye ain’t worried, ain’t worried, we ain’t got no problems |
| Pulled up to the club and a nigga flexin |
| Pulled up to the trap and a nigga flexin |
| Everywhere I go, young nigga flexin |
| Yo bitch on me, she won’t stop textin |
| Yea, I’m flexin, I’m flexin, yea I’m flexin |
| Yea I’m flexin, yea I’m flexin |
| Top down, riding fast, yea yea I’m flexin |
| Top down, going crazy, hell yea I’m flexin |
| Yea I’m flexin, 50 on my necklace |
| Wutchu sayin? |
| Bottles in my session |
| Bitches everywhere, kush everywhere |
| Money everywhere, Swerve off in McLaren |
| Damn Dre guap, Dre rodeo show |
| Hundred K on every day, that’s what I call guap |
| This shit won’t stop, yo bitch won’t stop textin |
| Everybody I wake up and I’m flexin |
| Yea I’m flexin, yea I’m flexin |
| Yea I’m flexin, yea I’m flexin |
| Top down, going crazy, hell yea I’m flexin |
| Top down, driving fast, hell yea I’m flexin |
| Yea I’m flexin, yea I’m flexin |
| Yea I’m flexin, yea I’m flexin |
| Top down, going fast, hell yea I’m flexin |
| Top down, going crazy, yea I’m Soulja flexin |
| Pull up to the trap, I make one call |
| Walk inside the mall and I close the door |
| Hunnids in my pocket, yea we love to ball |
| Hell yea, Soulja ball til he fall |
| Got them 30's on me if you wanna play |
| If you wanna play, shoot that nigga in his face |
| Ridin through my city like a fuckin race |
| Swerving through my city with that Louie case |
| Okay |