Letra de Flexing Hard - Rob49

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I got Hitman on the beat

Yeah

Flexin hard, bitch, I'm up, I swear to God

I'm so used to countin' money, I count a million in the dark

She said she don't fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl

Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl

Yeah-yeah

Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get him outta here, huh

Put that forn up, you ain't slick, don’t get beside your soul, huh

Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh

I got hoes cheatin' on they nigga for a body lift, huh

I can’t beef with none of these niggas who cooperatin'

She gon' do whatever I tell her just like Simon said, ayy

I just popped a “mm-hmm”, I couldn't wait to take it

Nigga, don’t try me like no rapper, this shit entertainment

I done showed 'em so much love, these niggas still be hatin'

Had to know I told my bro when she told me, “Don't say shit”

I'ma get on vanish mode 'cause I can't put my face in

I can't stay in the streets, [?], once these hoes basic

I could sell these for a band and do 'em dirty

I'ma make 'em hate my game, Kyrie Irving, uh

I done sold so many turkeys, I'm turken, nigga

Two hoes just on me, bet she like a circus, nigga

Yeah

Flexin' hard, bitch, I'm up, I swear to God

I'm so used to countin' money, I count a million in the dark

She said she don't fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl

Count a million in her face, I'm on my mind like Uncle Earl

Yeah-yeah

Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get 'em outta here, huh

Put that forn up, you ain't slick, don’t get beside your soul, huh

Pushin' pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh

I got hoes cheatin' on they nigga for a body lift, huh

I'ma buy this bitch, huh

I'm a trapper, nigga, huh

It don't cost nothin' for the four to get active with him, huh

I'm still outchea with them bags lookin’ like Santa 'nem, huh

Trappin' dead, you nigga scared, and I don't feel that shit, huh

How I feel, huh, ask me how I feel, huh

I woke up with a mil' when we was just stuck in the field, huh

Tell me how you lit when you ain't put bro in position, huh

Soon as I pull up, she take 'em off 'cause I'm that nigga, huh

Uh, I'm that nigga, huh, bitch, I'm that nigga, huh

Uh, I'm that nigga, huh, bitch, flexin' hard

Uh, I'm that nigga, huh, bitch, I'm that nigga, huh

Uh, I'm that nigga, huh, huh, flexin' hard

Flexin' hard, bitch, I'm up, I swear to God

I'm so used to countin' money, I count a million in the dark

She said she don't fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl

Count a million in her face, I'm on my mind like Uncle Earl

Yeah-yeah

Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get 'em outta here, huh

Put that forn up, you ain't slick, don’t get beside your soul, huh

Pushin' pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh

I got hoes cheatin' on they nigga for a body lift, huh

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