Flexing Lyrics - Meek Mill
1 Stuntin' all on my old hoes, styling all on my haters
2 Presidential is rose gold, say it's time to get paper
3 Glock 10 with that laser, fuck around meet yo maker
4 Everyone got me pissin', fuck around with them papers
5 So I can't smoke no kush, I can't smoke no kush
6 But I ran through them hoes, and I ain't talk 'bout Reggie Bush
7 I say y'all fuck niggas so fold, hoes ain't never gon' look
8 In the kitchen with that Pyrex and a 9 piece, let me cook
9 Now hold up, I went and bought a Phantom cause I wanted to
10 And now I drive the same one some stunnas do
11 Real nigga, 100 proof
12 I'mma need a 100 M's to make me comfortable
13 [Chorus]
14 Stuntin' all on my old hoes, styling all on my haters
15 Presidential is rose gold, say it's time to get paper
16 Big crib with no neighbours, ball hard but no Lakers
17 Spent a 100 racks on my chain, all them hoes know my name
18 I be flexin, flexin, flexin on these niggas
19 I be flexin, flexin, flexin on these bitches
20 I be flexin, flexin, flexin on these niggas
21 I be flexin, flexin, flexin on these bitches
22 All I know is just flex, shittin' on my ex
23 Bad hoes on my team, dick 'em down like Next
24 I rock YSL so fresh, fly as hell no jet
25 Waves on 360, make that pussy get so wet
26 She say I'm cocky, I say that's not me
27 She call me papi and I say ven aqui
28 Wrist wear on hockey, Porsche box like Ali
29 My sneaks they bally, in my hood I'm prolly just rollin 'round in that ghost
30 Watching out for them folks
31 Heater on my hip, trunk full of that work
32 I say my shooters like Dirk, 10 racks and you murk
33 I put that on yo head nigga, first week and you dead nigga
34 I bottle pop, I model pop
35 Pull up on them bikes, let the throttle pop
36 Niggas know I'm nice, and I got a lot
37 Like fuck yo corner, I bought a block
38 [Chorus]
39 I don't chase no bitches, I just chase my dreams
40 We ridin 'round so dirty in this whip that's so clean
41 My old head she 30 but that dick suck so mean
42 And that pussy just so good for that pipe she my fiend
43 On that pint I just lean, perk got me bent
44 If you ain't talking 'bout money, you ain't got no sense
45 Smell it on my clothes, work got that scent
46 In that kitchen with them birds, 'bout to serve up that's din' hold up!
47 OZ's and whole keys, straight white and no trees
48 Great white and OZ's and they might just OD
49 I stay tight with OG's, they know I'm real nigga
50 Pocket full of them racks and my bank account Meek Mill nigga
51 [Chorus]
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