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official shottas – flex lyrics

[intro: young tigg]
carti made it and its lit
ha ha ha yeah
them shottas, sinatra
shottas, sinatra

[chorus: young tigg & wild rellzz ]
flex, diamonds they dripping like sweat
keep that little bitty b-tch wet
say she can’t suck d-ck
lil’ b-tch do ya best i’ma flex
on all of you n-gg-s that doubted me
now ya boys riding round in a audi
and now these lil wh-r-s want to f-ck on me
cause we flexing
yeah yeah yeah yeah
we flexin
flex flex flex on yall
flexing
yeah yeah yeah yeah
flexing
man we flexing all on yall
we flexing

[verse 1: youngtigg]
that b-tch told me i’ma mess
busted on her face and her chest
then hit the mall f-ck up checks
i smoke a pound for my stress
real n-gg- dont test me
the last n-gg- learned his lesson
popping off at the mouth
his pic still in walmart under missing
street sweeper get ya block cleaned
shotta gang is the only thing
tote rockets like yao ming
you get shot, posing
kick doors stick the nose in
on any sound tigg bussing
i call a blitz n-gg-s rush in
for that sack like defense
chains on now i’m flexing
vvs on my necklace
balmain my selection
no cap my profession
i’ma million dollar investment
can’t talk without saying checks
nature boy young tigg flex
when it come to balling i’ma f-ckin’ vet

[verse 2: tony sinatra]
i apply pressure whippin’ uncle fester
scr-pe the side of the pot
just to get some extra
you a real flexer
i’ll just impress her
wait a couple days before even text her
all my nat natties straight baddies
text her pull up and then the addy
who got b-tches like sinatra
requirements cute face, big -ss, and good posture
you like her pics on the gram
but you can’t see the other side of the cam
if you could n-gg- there i am
stuffing a backwood gettin’ ready to cram
bout to beat that p-ssy straight to sleep
f-ckin’ up all of her brand new sheets
she told me that your s-x game was weak
i told her keep all our acquaintances brief
your b-tch is messing up all of my briefs
looking down at that p-ssy like sheesh
she worried cause she thought she heard a creep
i said dont worry my pistol in reach
you hit the door attempting to breach
you was alive now you deceased
she never got up off of her knees
she kept sucking me like she a leech gees

[verse 3: wild rellzz]
i just want to f-ck on these b-tche, yeah
but i gotta get to this money, yeah
they be like rellzz you so funny, yeah
huh i know it
run up these bands and get to a bag
you n-gg-s is slipping and going out sad
if you had to pay to hate
then you n-gg-s would be broke
i got the sigs in the car man
who really want smoke
cash out, cash out, new whip
backin’ out, backin’ out, dumb sh-t
level up, level up, new tigg
shotta gang rockin’ you b-tch
im flexing to motivate
and flexing cause i know they hate
them diamonds, that cash, the recognition more bags
tigg said rellzz go get em
them bullets my dogs man
they bout to go sick em
i pulled up clean dog flexin’ my chicken
with bread in my pocket like a zaxby’s dinner, yeah
flexing on them n-gg-s man i knew they would switch
blew up in the game, gold toilet taking rich sh-ts flexing

- official shottas lyrics

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