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quotationz - flexin' on em (remix) lyrics

(intro)
[verse 1: quotationz] got a blunt out and it’s lit. rotation go round the whip, great swishers grape by the l!ck. quotationz up in this b-tch. i’m about my cheese, guap, and my queso. my g’s in dollars and pesos. got thieves and robbers on payroll, that stain foes at the say so. better lay low, while y’all carried 4 5s, i ain’t talkin’ bout the angle. we stayed straight tho, aimed for majors, earned our stripes just like a bangel. never changed tho, my rhymes put one hole, in yo head like a bagel, we will slay yo set. big dreams, king beds, why you coolin’ in a cradle? (uhhh) we got proof of the truth, but no one’s stating it. why n-ggas flexin’ they softer then new born baby skin. yo music can’t entertain me maybe yo lady can. and we all about making ends, see this wack game? we changing it.!

[hook: quotationz] trynna earn the cash in mad stacks get the hoes in abundance(woo) help out the world with these made racks, whole new version of stuntin’. splurgin’ cash yes i love it, diss the hoes like they nothin’. play my foes and the game, til all the hoes know my name, i be flexin, flexin, flexin on you n-ggas. i stay flexin, flexin, flexin on these b-tches. i be flexin, flexin, flexin on these haters. i be flexin, flexin, flexin, on you n-gg-ss ahhh

[verse 2:cam] flexin all on you n-ggas, i swear all i know is flex, no stressin’ all on you n-ggas. you f-cked up, you better reset. and you n-ggas ain’t no compet-tion i swear. i ain’t break no sweat. don’t f-ck with me that’s a big risk. if you f-ck around i might get p-ssed. call up my dude he gon get splif. got that loud pack straight cat p-ss(p-ss) i swear all my life i’ve been waiting for my moment.i can’t wait to take off like a jet and then be gone b-tch. me and my n-ggas straight flexin’ yeah we on it. yeah n-gga we on it. off the pack we rollin’. me and quotationz on this track then we just owned it. we don’t f-ck with phonys. chilling with the homies, got a small circle no new n-ggas cuz we don’t f-ck with new n-ggas. flexin’ bags compressed in. don’t try me i ain’t to be tested. my n-ggas? we reckless. we facing blunts h-ll yea we stunt. f-ck you c-nts y’all just basic. see you when i’m famous. high af brain racing and you n-ggas can keep hating (uhh)

[chours]

[verse 3: quotationz]

- quotationz lyrics

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