[Intro: Fenix Flexin]

(FBeat go crazy)

Ayy, ayy, nigga

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]

Ho, my name Fenix Flexin, I don't fuck with these bitches (FBeat producin' all the heat)

Yeah, I had to crop her out, she wasn't fittin' the picture

When I speak to lil' baby, it's like she readin' a scripture

We'll pull up on a nigga broad day and dismiss him, huh

I'll pull this nina out, make the bitch kiss 'em

Flip him, knock his head off and leave him missin'

Hit her once, she ain't know how to act

Nigga, it ain't a question if she double back

I ain't into tellin' lies 'cause I love the facts

Pussy nigga speakin' on me, bet he get a slap

Like a bitch

Pull up on his ho and I'll give her ass some dick

Huh, like who you talkin' to?

Like you the only ones outside, we got choppers too

Nigga, and they got big bullets

Nigga try me, on my mama, I'll for real pull it

Huh, he better back up

He peeled off on the scene, I know he tryna call for backup

Fuck that, we gettin' on his ass, ain't gettin' back up

This chopper gon' back a nigga up if he act tough

Huh, like how you feelin'?

Twenty-six, I done ran through a couple million

Oh yeah, we still goin' up

Lil' baby tryna play her part for a tummy tuck

I told her, "Get a BBL, you got a funny butt"

Out in Vegas tryna bank with like a hundred sluts

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]

Ayy, we ridin' dirty in Durangos (Skrrt)

Where your pole, boy? It take two to tango (Pole, nigga)

We ain't givin' niggas shit but a halo (Halo)

If they don't want no beef, tell them niggas better lay low

We on it (Bah, bah), tryna murder all opponents (Brrt)

Tell them pussy-ass niggas they don't want it (They don't want it)

Damn, girl, you lookin' bad as hell, I'm tryna get up on it (Get up on it)

We can really do whatever, tell me how you want it (How you want it)

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]

Now she say I ain't shit when she been knew it

But she love a nigga 'cause I'm with the exclusives

Nigga mad 'cause he know I got his ex choosin'

I ain't even want the bitch, just check what the neck doin'

I'm a real nigga, I don't check what the 'net doin'

Unless I'm postin' aves with my lil' baby

I got four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby

I done been through a lot of shit, I pray that God save me

Get me out the way

Please forgive me for my sins and keep my soul to take

I won't let no nigga take me, so I hold the Drac'

And if a nigga wanna try it, get an open face

Huh, ayy, like a sandwich

It don't even really take much, I'ma blam it

Told lil' baby, "Got an A-plus, you was outstanding"

I love it when I pull her hair and she speak in Spanish

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]

Ayy, we ridin' dirty in Durangos (Skrrt)

Where your pole, boy? It take two to tango (Pole, nigga)

We ain't givin' niggas shit but a halo (Halo)

If they don't want no beef, tell them niggas better lay low

We on it (Bah, bah), tryna murder all opponents (Brrt)

Tell them pussy-ass niggas they don't want it (They don't want it)

Damn, girl, you lookin' bad as hell, I'm tryna get up on it (Get up on it)

We can really do whatever, tell me how you want it (FBeat go crazy, how you want it)

[Verse 3: EBK Young Joc]

We in Hellcats, SRTs, and Ram trucks (Switch whips)

Yeah, nigga try and get blammed up (Nigga try)

Stock 20 F&N make him back up (Ah-ah-ah)

Headtaps, lil' cuddy tryna grab somethin' (Yeah)

Oh, you ain't know? Tell 'em ask 'bout my last one (On they ass)

Where you been, Joc? Sorry, I was trappin' (I was trappin')

Gettin' that bag, makin' it flip like gymnastics (Uh-huh)

Baby said she want time, I want a baggage (I need a bag)

Thick bitch, ooh, shit, she the baddest (Ooh, shit)

Nigga run up on me, I let him have it (Uh-huh)

Yachty on my wrist, forty mil', this a 'Master (Forty mil')

Your car cool and all, but I bet you mine faster (Skrrt)

That's the takeoff (That's the takeoff)

Don't get near me, bro itchin' to let the Drac' off (To let the Drac' off)

Got bands on me for reasons, that shit'll pay off (For reasons)

By Sunday, I make a killing, it ain't no day off (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]

Ayy, we ridin' dirty in Durangos (Skrrt)

Where your pole, boy? It take two to tango (Pole, nigga)

We ain't givin' niggas shit but a halo (Halo)

If they don't want no beef, tell them niggas better lay low

We on it (Bah, bah), tryna murder all opponents (Brrt)

Tell them pussy-ass niggas they don't want it (They don't want it)

Damn, girl, you lookin' bad as hell, I'm tryna get up on it (Get up on it)

We can really do whatever, tell me how you want it (FBeat go crazy)

[Outro]

(FBeat producin' all the heat)