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on flex

Written by J.Lewis

- handle biz and yo bitch
Jacket on my skin cuz I know it get cold out
Tried to put niggas on but they hoed out
Running by yo corner - Drill hit me

but think I'm in love with the host
Glove on the toast, this for all my cousins and folks
Bloods and my locs, they know I'm a thug 'till I croak
This

crime stoppers statewide 
And you know this weekend marks 12 years since I started  Washingtons Most Wanted
So now as we began the 13th season you know

Yeah, uh-huh, aye

Light up a J and the taste is so incredible
Bitch, use your mouth for some good and put it on my genitals
She like it rough

(CashMoneyAP) (J.D. Kellar did this)
Babe this all for you yeah this all for you
Everything I do I do it for you and
Maybe one day we'll have some

up as currency 
NFT talking pack
Don’t know what to spend their money on
Live in shallow grave
Shallow grave 
My shack is full of rat traps uh
If she

and dips 
Except for Domonique 
She fine as fuck 
I see you
In the see through
Modeled up 
Met Gala 
Saw her by the club 
Want a hug but can't
I'm faded off

a lot
And what your bitch ass said, boy, you know that she a thot

That nigga known for this and that, but can't diss me
Nigga said he in it for me, but

From the second dinner date to
The first long kiss
To the house key that imprints
In her strong fist
To the slow dance steps that she
Taught me in

say a nigga act unique
This here what you hearing is a masterpiece
My brothers, them my brothers everyday we don't have to speak
Yeah cause they know we

EVEN KNOW 
SURROUNDED BY SMOKE 
SO HIGH THAT I FLOAT GET O'S FOR THE LOW 
I GET IT I GET IT
IM IN IT TO WIN IT IM MINDING MY BUSINESS 
I GET IT I GET IT

Momma said boy you smell like weed, Get yo ass up and go get a degree
You wasting your life, It's gone past you by

I just wanna smoke a little weed,

the heat like Fuego
Gotta hide from the opps cause they know
Bad lil light skin J-Lo and she no angel halo
She hitting my phone decline, new Maybach with

no therms with me unless she a pretty bitch from yo corner
Say bitch you ain't heard of me I'm the biggest from the Roc like J Carter
Say i know you

got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you with

Mon gars j'ai dis cours
Ay, ay
Phosphore blanc quand J'suis sur le beat
Ay, ay
She want me cause I'm getting rich
Ay, ay
They talk shit, but I know they

to the long days
At this rate
Decide your own fate
And stack your own plate
Guarantee you they'll let your song play
Zendaya Bella Thorne
By the way she shook

shoes
Now you got me started, I sneech your girl like Hatchoo
And I be feeling okay
I hear these melodies better when I be lighting my J
And I just send

lost his wife rip my auntie
She probably watching down on me pour out this brandy
Always have a mask on my face vigilante
Chopper gets to thumping make

on headlines, headlights
Hear my music back in the drive-by (fa)
All star Ima be all time
Low life, even when I die in the high life
I know I know how it feel

know how to stay
Reality hit again all in my face
I need to breathe I need my own space
Thinking I'm anti but that's not the case
I can tell you worried

Numb cuh the J's hit
When I hit the chiki-chiki
Then I Slim the Shady
I don't got a Daughter
But this rap is my Hailey
I pray that she pays me
On a daily

Runnin' it back, one more time for your ass
We up in this motherfucker, you know what I'm sayin
Get shit knocked out, it's sunny outside
Motherfucker