sir charles ent. - flexin on flexin lyrics
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all bout my money don’t care bout no b+tches
steppin and flexin like n+gga on tekkan
these n+gga p+ssy they really not reppen
god made a real nigha oh what a blessing
she suckin i’m smokin cause n+gga i’m stressin
blessing on, blessing on
blessing on blessing on
come with goofy i’m gripping my weapon
i’m so foreal that u n+gga be scary
f+ck being broke i’m a shoot my shot
been on my hustle yea this sh+t don’t stop
use to eat noodles when i stayed on tha block
forget this job i ain’t working no clock
this ain’t no game i don’t mess with no op
stayed in the paint got this rеal sh+t locked
never fеll off i just saved my spot
been on this blood sh+t n+gga i’m hot
been on this blood sh+t n+gga i’m hot
all bout paper my paper
f+ck wit no haters no hater
gotta be patient i’m patient
n+gga be fake cause they faking
you show off ur money then i’m probably go take it
come to that cliff and you probably want make it
come to that cliff and you probably want make it
blessing on, blessing on, blessing on
steppin, i’m steppin, i’m steppin
use to be broke but i’m flexin
use to be broke but i’m flexin
blessing, on blessing, on blessing
steppin, i’m steppin, i’m steppin
use to be broke but i’m flexin
use to be broke but i’m flexin
all bout my money don’t care bout no b+tches
steppin and flexin like n+gga on tekkan
these n+gga p+ssy they really not reppen
god made a real nigha oh what a blessing
she suckin i’m smokin cause n+gga i’m stressin
blessing, on blessing, on blessin
come with goofy i’m gripping my weapon
i’m so foreal that u n+gga be scary
gone with that hating u blowing my high
look at yo b+tch she say that i’m fly
not talking money why should i reply
b+tches on b+tches cause all of them bi
can’t talk straight that’s a run around
run around town got my burner out
grew up in the trenches from dirty south
don’t trust these b+tches that’s word of mouth
p+ssy so wet got me gone like it’s voodoo
counting my money while flipping thru tha hulu
glock 45 on my hip that’s new new
run wit them africans he call it fufu
need no shooters cause nigha i’m shoot shoot
stamp my paw on this b+tch like soo woo
get out my face with that sh+t tell her shoo shoo
all bout my money don’t care bout no b+tches
steppin and flexin like n+gga on tekkan
these n+gga p+ssy they really not reppen
god made a real nigha oh what a blessing
she suckin i’m smokin cause n+gga i’m stressin
blessing on, blessing on
blessing on blessing on
come with goofy i’m gripping my weapon
i’m so foreal that u n+gga be scary
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all bout my money don’t care bout no b+tches
steppin and flexin like n+gga on tekkan
these n+gga p+ssy they really not reppen
god made a real nigha oh what a blessing
she suckin i’m smokin cause n+gga i’m stressin
blessing on, blessing on
blessing on blessing on
come with goofy i’m gripping my weapon
i’m so foreal that u n+gga be scary
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