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pesoflexin - fenix flexin lyrics

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[intro: fenix]
aye, aye, aye
b*tch
ouu, ouu

[chorus: fenix flexin]
i’m with peso, n*ggas know that my twin
no half stepping, n*ggas thuggin’ ’til the end
where to start, b*tch, where do i begin?
ouu quad this sh*t bang
i’ll get that n*gga gone, drop the pin
i’m with peso, n*ggas know we really on that
you talking sh*t, we leaving brains on the doormat
you got some wock? ooowee we finna pour that
this b*tch begging for the d*ck, with her hoe ass
i’m with peso, n*ggas know we really thuggin’
we be popping percocets by the dozen
i was doing all the things that you wasn’t
i be faded off this lean, i ain’t buzzin’

[verse 1: peso peso]
i got five chopsticks on the kitchen counter
i can understand the fact that, you would never want your b*tch around me
i’m in a bentley and my n*gga glizzy splashed up in a hyundai
all these chains ’round my neck, thought i joined the illuminati
yeah, pesoflexin, but it came from moving big weight
he went to jail and started telling, he ain’t make it past intake
i’m a master in the trap, call me peso sensei
and, how you hating on me, when you ain’t even got your rent paid?
all my whips real fast, but the don’t mean i wanna race
get on the side of my car and i’ma open up your face
and, yeah you got chopsticks, but you ain’t gon’ shoot sh*t
so, let’s keep it real n*gga, man, you ain’t really that safe with me
i’ll splash up, whack a n*gga quick, broad day
you broke and i’m rich, lil n*gga, we’re way different
i got kicked outta school, i ain’t get a cap and gown
and, when you walk in my trap, you gotta get patted down
and, i be drippin’ so hard, lil b*tch grab a towel
and, if you ain’t beneficial, don’t bring yo ass around
aye, i’m getting money in my new whip
these n*ggas talking on the ‘net, but when they see me, ain’t gon’ do sh*t
do my dirt by myself ’cause these n*ggas got loose lips
and, i need a b*tch mouth like some muf*cking toothpicks
and, me and fenix locked in, play with him, i’ma shoot sh*t
i just finessed on the plug, now, that n*gga all clueless
i’m with fenix lil n*gga, we got hoes on the way
a n*gga better not play ’cause we know where he stay
and, we be running to the money ’cause we don’t wanna wait
and, n*gga how is you a boss, you ain’t holding no weight
yeah, i’m with fenix, lil n*gga, b*tch we flexed up
after we go and rescore, n*gga gon’ put the rest up
nah, we ain’t next up, n*gga, we the best up
and, they talking like they got it, but these n*ggas need to catch up
[verse 2: fenix flexin]
put that lil money up, this some big boy sh*t
you ain’t f*cking that b*tch right, she need some big boy d*ck
aye, (aye), big bands on me, i got ’em right now
tell that p*ssy ass n*gga, “better pipe down”
i’ll go and bless a n*gga, send him up to god
we done made it out the struggle, n*ggas beat the odds
if it wasn’t for this rap, i’d be tryna rob
shoot a opp in his leg like he cheddar bob
we’ll k!ll a n*gga mom, playing with the mob
i done came a long way from working at a job
sold dope n*gga, i sold xans
now, i’m making bands, n*gga, out in france
ouu, this b*tch, she tryna get me out my pants
i be buying h*lla bape from j*pan
you ain’t thuggin’, you just thuggin’ for the ‘gram
godd*mn, that’s that sh*t i can’t stand
n*gga, you ain’t even on that type of time
fenix flexin, i’m with peso, we don’t play around
aye, like i’m penny pinching, i won’t drop a dime
groupie said she hate a n*gga, told her, “get in line”
i be hangin’ with the birds, i ain’t with the slime
hit her with that perc d*ck, it done blew her mind
i’ma f*ck her from the back, feel it in her spine
b*tch, i ain’t no minute n*gga, i be taking time
[chorus: fenix flexin]
i’m with peso, n*ggas know that my twin
no half stepping, n*ggas thuggin’ ’til the end
where to start, b*tch, where do i begin?
i’ll get that n*gga gone, drop the pin
i’m with peso, n*ggas know we really on that
you talking sh*t, we leaving brains on the doormat
you got some wock? ooowee we finna pour that
this b*tch begging for the d*ck, with her hoe ass
i’m with peso, n*ggas know we really thuggin’
we be popping percocets by the dozen
i was doing all the things that you wasn’t
i be faded off this lean, i ain’t buzzin’

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