Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flexing Finessing, artist - Fredo Santana. Album song It's a Scary Site (Hosted by Trapaholics & DJ Victoriouz), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: SAVAGE SQUAD
Song language: English
Flexing Finessing |
Flexing, finessing. |
Bitches know I’m flexin |
Sipping on that Texas. |
Kush smoke for breakfast |
30s for my weapon. |
Try me it get hectic |
Shooters they just wet shit. |
Kill you in a second |
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I’m flexing |
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I’m flexing |
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I’m flexing |
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I’m flexing |
Flexing, Finessing, these bitches know I’m flexig |
30 clip in that weapon, loud pack no stressing |
3 bands for the necklace, Gucci belt cost 350 |
The opps don’t wanna see Bibby, neva lackin' keep heat with me |
Niggas know I’m the best out, my lil niggas bring the techs out |
Louis kicks when I step out now that’s flexing |
No Limit we reckless, ride up and just wet shit |
That .40 leave yo chest hit, shit can get hectic |
Riding round with the bass knocking, RayBans them the hater blockers |
I’m gettin' money I make commas, 8 shooters that’s 8 doctors |
And all them got hollow tips they let shoot we dropping shit |
No Limit, MB, fuck the opposite. |
I’m gone |
Fuck her then I kick her out, get back to my riches |
Keep bitches out my business, See me I’m never slipping |
Pull up when you slipping, yo body drop I’m dipping |
Catch me in the kitchen, stretchin' I’m tryna get it |
Stretcher in the back and lil folks nem tryna hit it |
Anywhere the licks at, you know I’m tryna hit it |
Coolin' in the projects |
4 bricks up in my closet, 10 bands up in my pocket |
Niggas say they real but they fake, you gotta watch em |
Niggas say they want beef but really they gon' squash it |
No talking I’ma pop it, just ask yo bitch I’m popping |
On Twitter I’m the topic |
I don’t do no fussing, just try me I’ma bust it |
Hit the club 100 deep, all these bands on me |
Bitches watching, jocking, stopping, tryna dance on me, No ID I’m VIP |
Hit the scene them hoes go insane |
Pull up in the Range they eat the dick before I know they name |
But they still know who I be, Lil Herbie they know wassup |
Sipping purple in this cup, sweep of purple in this blunt |
Fredo off that, turn up, he got that .30 in the cut |
Tryna act tough let the Macs bust leave him burnt up in the dust |
I stay sacked up that’s a must, I be packed up like a bus |
I get pack rush when I puff |
My team balling hard y’all fouling out better back up or get dunked |
Bitch you flexing hard and we wilding out |
Might fuck around and get trunked, so don’t fuck around and get slumped |