Slight Flex

By O Wave

Released on June 11, 2018

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Whoo,whoo, whoo

Whoo,whoo, whoo

With the 40 playing man hunt

Can't hide and you can't run

Niggas fake blow the smoke like a cap gun

Look at O Wave see that man stunt

I fucked up Barneys and Neimans

We came cash off the work

Brody was lit off the pieces

If you ain't my nigga and you cross my nigga we beefin'

I cannot give you no features, don't have no interest

You call a nigga big bro, you pillow talkin' to bitches

Breaking the code, went on the stand and you told

Don't hit me and tell me we linkin'

Rattin' and snitchin' don't hit OG's and bros

They cannot save it or fix it

Collar versace

She black but still call me papi

Stepped on the rug with my Chrisitians

Just how I'm livin' get it in I'm workin' hard

Get in my bag that's my job

Dappin' me close but I see that hate from afar

Frontin' you'll get your ass robbed

Here where I'm from either you stack or you starve

Either you stack or you starve

Don't even front, soft nigga you actin' hard

You wasn't real from the start

Aye, head huncho I'm boss yeah whatever I say go

For that hook I'ma charge, go and send me them pesos

Same bitches that be slaughterd ya'll be cuffin' those same hoes

Saks fifth when I shop, we done bodied them damn stores

It's going back, back all about the paper

Need to fax that , got a ton of money in a nap

Was down hard, but I snapped back

Movin' milly never lackin' spend 250 on a snap back

Nananana nananana

Niggas broke hatin' they can't stand that

Hit the club then we buss it up, get to the bands then we fuck it up Blessin' my wrist I just flood it up

They think they did it, they ain't done enough

Talk about it, tell'em read about

Stack them hundreds tell'em keep on countin’

All this drippin' niggas need a fountain

Gotta spend it, I can't leave without it

Bro don't get mad get your money, looked under my shoe and it’s bloody

That lil baddie my boo, but I call her my sis or my buddy

Watered my wrist and it’s floody

Sippin on hennesy, sippin on muddy

I tell her bring all her friends, all the girls wanna suck me and fuck me

We got that work and we straight to the top

I got the city on fire bitch I'm hot

Jump out the bently then came the lot

Sparkles on Sparkles, when I hit the spot

Brand new air jordans that came with a Glock

I got your bitch and she givin' me top

Foreigns on foreigns when I go to shop

Hand me the ball I'm KD with the shot

With the 40 playin' man hunt whoo, whoo, whoo

Call the blood niggas, call the crips

They could blood or crip walk to this

Blast your speakers, this a fucking hit

Keep'em comin' I don't ever miss

Yup I'm good in every fuckin' hood

Got my niggas hangin' I ain't tuckin' shit

If you don't like it you could suck a dick

You don't like me you could suck a dick

Aye, Aye, Aye ...

With the 40 playin' man hunt (4x)

Talk about it, tell’em read about it (2x)

Aye, aye, with the 40 playin’ man hunt