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fenix flexin – feds lyrics

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[intro: fenix flexin]
ooh, b+tch (it’s a rappa beat, b+tch)
ayy, ayy+ayy (dj flippp, make the money flip)

[chorus: fenix flexin]
do+do+do, that’s the sound of the choppa rounds (choppa rounds)
we ain’t hoppin’ out of whips, we finna walk ’em down (finna walk ’em down)
ayy, get ’em gone, i won’t make a sound (make a sound)
fenix flexin, rob vicious, probably out of bounds (out of bounds, ayy)
i been faded off this finnigan (ayy)
i just broke a stripper b+tch, her name was cinnamon (name was cinnamon)
i got two twin chops, them b+tches synonyms (synonyms)
baby girl, let’s hit the road, we finna get it in

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
rob, what you wanna do? what’s the situation? (situations)
we’ll get some n+ggas gone with no hesitation (shh)
ayy, i send a threat with an exclamation (exclamation)
if i catch a f+ckin’ opp, you know i’ma take him (n+gga)
sweetie pie ass n+gga, boy, i wanna bake him (i wanna bake him)
if i feel this n+gga soft, then i’m finna snake him (for real)
she got my b+lls in her mouth, yeah, i let her taste ’em (ugh)
rob vicious, that’s my brother, no, i can’t replace him

[verse 2: rob vicious]
gang, gang, gang, that’s the sound of that gang sh+t
you don’t stay dangerous, you don’t speak my language (ayy, gang)
i’m brainless, shameless, no, i’m not famous (b+tch)
i’ll smoke you and every n+gga you came with (ah, grrah)
pew+pew+pew, be quiet, the feds listenin’
hit him with the fire, he died, his head missin’ (head missin’)
i don’t wanna smoke, i’m high and the meds kickin’
blunt full of fire, i’m tired [?] (ayy, gang)
fenix, what we on? (what we on?)
ayy, catch me in a no f+ck n+gga zone
big sticks, real hits, take a f+ck n+gga soul (grrah)
some’ big in this drip, get a f+ck n+gga gone (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[chorus: fenix flexin]
do+do+do, that’s the sound of the choppa rounds (choppa rounds)
we ain’t hoppin’ out of whips, we finna walk ’em down (finna walk ’em down)
ayy, get ’em gone, i won’t make a sound (make a sound)
fenix flexin, rob vicious, probably out of bounds (out of bounds, ayy)
i been faded off this finnigan (ooh)
i just broke a stripper b+tch, her name was cinnamon (name was cinnamon)
i got two twin chops, them b+tches synonyms (synonyms)
baby girl, let’s hit the road, we finna get it in

[verse 3: fenix flexin & rob vicious]
what’s the situation? (situation)
with no hesitation (no hesitation)
with an exclamation (ayy)
if i feel this n+gga soft, then i’m finna snake him (ooh)
yeah, i got this f&n, make yo’ head spin (make yo’ head spin)
i’m a dog, i been f+ckin’ on her best friend (on her best friend)
ayy, fully loaded with a beam on it (beam on)
every bullet got a member of yo’ team on it (ayy, ayy)
n+gga, what’s the situation?
i ain’t go to school, i was in special education
b+tch, i’m rob vicious, baby, i don’t do relations
we gon’ shoot it up as soon we hit the destination, gang
i ain’t go to school but i’m ballin’ out (racks on me)
you ain’t ever seen a junky really fallin’ out (for real)
you ain’t never seen a n+gga layin’ flat
if a n+gga wanna try, i got a choppa and a mac, n+gga
[outro]
ayy, rob, i think the feds is listenin’, hahahaha



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