Hahahahahaha
Draco, hardest out, no doubt (Bih')
Throw ya' Dracos in the air
This that Flex Musix
Uh, yuh, yuh
Nigga, yo' mans get hit with a switch
I been on flex time, I can't miss
Get a cream soda and mix it with the Tris
I been outside, I ain't worried 'bout niggas
Pull up to the city, let me see how you live
Whippin' that new Jeep, check just hit
Bad bitch talkin' 'bout this and this
Hit twin, got a brand new lick
Drop that shit, got a brand new whip
Spent like ten on my teeth, I'm hip
Flexin' that shit, like bih' come here
I been gettin' money all goddamn year
Push up, gang tryna whack some', yeah
Nigga yo' slime died, oh-oh well
Who got the stick? Baby Chop? Lil Rell?
Who got the lean? Tryna pour up twelve
Feds tryna send me, I'm goin' to hell
Bih', I don't give a fuck how you feel
We got sticks like the new cartel
Niggas tryna keep up, we can tell
Twenty for ya' head, boy, I wish you well
Ho said she gon' pull up now
Who you playin' with? I ain't no damn clown
Bih' talking shit, get the fuck from 'round
Flip that whip, turn the whole shit down
Broke ass nigga tryna flex for a freak ho
Shoot him at the limb, like a goddamn free throw
Pourin' up mud, but the shit not free though
Nigga goin' broke, tryna keep up with me ho
Yeah, I'm the flexer, huh, Lil' O
Wouldn't be shit, got to shout out my 'migo
Boy, I got Celine, man, you know I got mink coat
Rehab, rockin' that shit for free though
Rockstar flow, lil' bad ho, mijo
Since you dropped the bag, I ain't doin' no free show
Bet that stick go wherever I go
Foreign drive by, I ain't whipping no Tahoe
Pourin' up mud, drop the whole damn bottle
Put the ho' on molly, now she goin' full throttle
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