[Pre-Chorus:]
Flexing on the mighty exercise
Hundred niggers and they don’t know why
All my niggers getting by my side
You don’t like it nigga, talk to god
G5 row, I'm extra hot
Take the mighty licensed pesticide
Feeling God, you need to testify
Say they hard and you know that’s a lie
[Chorus:]
Whow..Flexin. Fuck these niggers saying I'm the man with the plan hoe
Flexin. Fuck these niggers saying that I just want a hundred band hoe
Flexin. (I got them) Fuck these niggers saying, I'm the man with the plan hoe
Flexin. Fuck these niggers saying that I just want a hundred band hoe
[Verse 1:]
I got 99 problems in the plan hoe
Really I just want a hundred bands hoe
Got to get it man, I got to help my fam hoe...( I do)
Must be stupid if you ask me for some cash hoe...(For real)
Just like cupid should have shoot your stupid ass hoe (bang)
Now for real I ain’t mean to be a ass hoe...(I didn’t)
Speed it up, speed it up. I'm talking cash flow, and I'm all about my cheese like nachos
I mean nachos, you are the soft tacos
But look on instagram and you’ll be acting all macho
Clip fill were hollows, hollow when you see me
Team full of shorts and we blowing good seaweed
Niggers can’t see me, out a here like ET
Her TT is a DD, my chick name is GG
Were green light luigi, they all know who we be
Man these niggers wack, got me bored like a weegee, I'm killing them
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[Bridge:]
I don’t turn nightmares to dreams
Who tell my niggers wan’t cream
Rebel is a team
Don’t mess with no loser
My team full of wanna be niggers who sorry they playing our league
They see I'm in the game and they nigga in the windom
Man they uptight like they all here with herakles..(what)
Some of my niggers they violent
Don’t wanna cross us the wrong way or my nigga are hurt you..(Oh boi)
Run up in the game like where the cash at...( where it at)
Many niggers really need some apple jet...(please check)
Never catch me slipping never catch me licking...(nah)
Many rappers hollywood, but ain't bother asking...(nah)
But they yet the man they all need for real
Ya’ll not who you say you are man, ya'll all in process
Full of composition, stuff from in the locker
Kicking with my niggers like we playing socker