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flexin and finessin’ [bonus track] - 30 on the beat lyrics

[intro:]
(30 on the beat)

[chorus:]
all these diamonds on me, i’ma shine so bright
i be drippin’ in sauce, and it feels so right
in the studio, like it’s part of the attendance
flexin and finessin’ i’ma teach these n*ggas a lesson

all these diamonds on me, i’ma shine so bright
i be drippin’ in sauce, and it feels so right
in the studio, like it’s part of the attendance
flexin and finessin’ i’ma teach these n*ggas a lesson
flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, flеxin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, flеxin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, i’ll teach these n*ggas a lesson

[verse 1:]
flexin and finessin’ with your girl, i stole that bih’
she always gets on her knees ready to suck my d*ck
flexin and finessin’, we all up on in your car
she only f*cks with me, cause she i’ma big star

throwing all this paper, only worried bout them benjis
haters gonna hate, so i ain’t got no f*cking enemies
had this one lil chick, i knew she used to f*ck with me
i’m only started, no this ain’t the end of me

all this sauce on me, i’m looking like tamales
always a hot n*gga, i ain’t talking bout no bobby
slide on my n*ggas, you know this a hobby
take her back the crib, cause she bout to call me papi

a lot of jewelry on my neck, so cold, you cal that ice
shootin’ on the table, then you gotta roll the dice
your b*tch got that water, heard it’s real nice
no pet insurance, cause i k!lled that p*ssy tonight
[chorus:]
all these diamonds on me, i’ma shine so bright
i be drippin’ in sauce, and it feels so right
in the studio, like it’s part of the attendance
flexin and finessin’ i’ma teach these n*ggas a lesson

flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, i’ll teach these n*ggas a lesson

*beat break*

[verse 2:]
flexin finessin’ that b*tch, you took a look at my wrist
flow’s col, it’s making me sick, all about plays, i’ma flip
making your girl she sweat, stuttering flows like a glitch
catching the p*ssy with a mitt, two plays i gotta pick

all these diamonds in my watch, n*ggas ain’t f*ckin’ with me
the head was good, she grew up, gotta college degree
watch me school these n*ggas, i ain’t talking elementary
speedin’ past these hoes, like i just won the grand prix
so many b*tches all in my phone, they always wanna be s*xting
n*ggas don’t b*tches that just play games, now they turn them into their exes
every time i hit that bih’, i always make her come to her senses
all these diamonds on me, you always know i be flexing and finessing

flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, flexin and finessin’
flexin and finessin’, i’ll teach these n*ggas a lesson

- 30 on the beat lyrics

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