FLEX ON EM (feat. Gangis Khan & Mista Smallz)

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Yeah
East End
Yeah
Let's get it
Flex, Flex, Flex, Flex, Flex, Flex
Flex On Em
I'm just ballin' cash Nike dropping cheques on em
Like Ty Lue and Iverson I do my step on em
Now they know A.P, why they slept on him?
Won't catch me slipping or simping over no thottie
I'm tryna fill up banks (Philip Banks) and get Rich like Roddy
I'll ride and die for my brothers, loyalty like Bobby
I tell my hoes to rake it up Yo Gotti
It's time to flip the script on em
The fakes change like leaves in the autumn
Started from the bottom I was down down bad
I was grinding overnight, now I count up cash
You can't dance with the devil, and ask god to forgive you
If it's love then it's love, if it's fake it won't continue
Know your worth Lil nigga, know your value
Don't be switching up like bitches over little snafus
Everybody want the sauce, I got the recipe
You want some? I got some, I'll hand it out like charity
Highway switching lanes on cruise like Penelope
And you don't want smoke like Habibiz on Kennedy
Niggas stay hating, I'm waiting to dead the jealousy
Hennessy and enemies is worse than the devilry
I'm tryna think heavenly, like moving out to beverly
Them niggas rocking with you, can't even stand next to me
Talk shit behind my back... now you're dead to me
It be killing niggas how it's fucking with them mentally
You'll get pistol whipped like Pete in the 70's
I been going hard in this bitch since I was 17
I told them No Conversation, I'm usually On My Ones
I told em Run Up A Cheque, you need to stack ya funds
You talk that shit outcha ass you probably got the runs
I'm big poppa to these kids these goonies all my sons
Flex, Flex
Flex On Em
I'm just ballin' cash Nike dropping cheques on em
Like Ty Lue and Iverson I do my step on em
Now they know A.P, why they slept on him?
Money gets flipped up, chips up, cheddar dip
Don't slip, hold on nigga get a grip
When we outside, you see hella drip
Charm on my neck, the same size as my Beretta clip
That's the pocket rocket, not the main squeeze
My shit cold, shit'll give you brain freeze
Cocaine keys only makes your rain cheese
These streets belong to us you couldn't claim these
East End you know my niggas... lunatics
Jesus Christ, you'll end up on a crucifix
My niggas shooting shit
Take your girl, and leave you no choice but to be cool with it
She not new to this, she getting dicked down
She a fool with it, she hold the stick now
Took the bitch O.T, move bricks round
Then left the bitch O.T in some shit town
Flex, Flex
Flex On Em
I'm just ballin' cash Nike dropping cheques on em
Like Ty Lue and Iverson I do my step on em
Now they know A.P, why they slept on him?
Real nigga Godzilla ain't got shit on me
Nothing
Warlord, Go-rilla from the middle east
Let's go
Pirate gang in the water blood running deep
100 G's in the streets like I'm Zangief
Triple Everything, I always plan in 3's
3M
Lot of niggas could've son run tax free
But they bunch of Billie Jean's use Plan B
Plan C, Mac 11 swing hands free
BAM
One shot they off the block like a track meet
30 Piece done the beef that's a guarantee
Flagrant do em foul, where's the referee?
Miskeen nominees I do not agree.
Name brand, Big Body like a SUV
Real nigga Day 1 never changed up
I don't play no tracks if it ain't us
Wake up everyday, pray for forgiveness
It was written I'mma be the demon that I am
Facts
Grown man can't complain gotta go and get it
Turn the blood in the mud to an ATM
Don't let the hug, fake love get to your head
You know Smallz get the last laugh at the end
Flex, Flex
Flex On Em
I'm just ballin' cash Nike dropping cheques on em
Like Ty Lue and Iverson I do my step on em
Now they know A.P, why they slept on him
Flex, Flex
Flex On Em
I'm just ballin' cash Nike dropping cheques on em
Like Ty Lue and Iverson I do my step on em
Now they know A.P, why they slept on him
Yeah

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