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jojo chamberlain - flex up lyrics

n-ggas always say they want money and they wanna be famous but they don’t put in the work to get there like, how the f-ck you supposed to be famous and you ain’t in the studio like, explain

[hook]
you want money, b-tches, all that sh-t
and you ain’t tryna put work in?
you got a big crib, nice whip, all that sh-t
but you ain’t got hoes in it?
you was talkin crazy to all my n-ggas but i’m here
and now your lips frozen?
you lookin crazy like i ain’t jojo the one that always gotta bring the 44 in?
fix your priorities
you’re a minority
before you’re exploring you’re sure to be forty
these n-ggas excelling and you’re looking boring
flex up, lil n-gga (x4)
flex up!

[verse 1 (nemarr beyy)]
ride by, wave hi to the b-tch
climb by, wi-fi with the clips
wave high, hit yo -ss better swim
flows cash, slip and slide in this b-tch
flex, flex if you get
cash, bags, better get
if you don’t got sh-t boy you better grind
’cause it’s n-ggas dead and locked that want your time
why n-ggas want the pie but don’t ride?
why n-ggas wanna slide but won’t die?
you tryna get to the top but ain’t tryna grind
you tryna get to the top but ain’t put in time

[verse 2 (jojo chamberlain)]
why n-ggas pull up like they really bout action?
why they on the gram like they making sh-t happen?
don imus, n-ggas nappin
big nine, trigger happy
but i ain’t for talkin and i ain’t for chattin
if you try your luck then i’m basically clappin
i set up these routes like my nickname is madden
i pull up shootin something less than a matic

[verse 3 (nemarr beyy)]
we changin the game, ya dig
more money less fame, ya dig
the wrist with the rain in it
the roof and the trunk fit
ima flex with my team ima flex with my fam
gametime i’m comin in
triple double, slam jam
l’s turn to win’s
g’s turn to m’s
sorry if i sin
but i gotta

[verse 4 (jojo chamberlain)]
i am not jojo bryant b-tch i’m jojo chamberlain
if you really don’t want problems just stay out my chamber lane
i’m a different n-gga, gotta dodge the slammer
my cousin whip up with the arm and hammer
but i’m a scholar, gotta mind my manners
these n-ggas talkin, better watch they grammar
’cause i pull up with more than police
all of my pockets is morbid obese
these b-tches is hoes i don’t wanna be peeps
sh-t i might take my game overseas
sh-t i might take my b-tch to belize
and that sucks lil n-gga
’cause you watchin me, and you can’t flex up lil n-gga

[hook]

wilt would be so proud

- jojo chamberlain lyrics

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