Flexin’ (Original) Pop Smoke

[Intro]
Melo
Look, look

[Chorus]
All the opp niggas know I be flexin' (Traphouse Mob, flexin')
I did fifteen on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin, when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
Woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did fifteen on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)

[Verse 1]
We gon' hit him and finish him, nobody innocent
If you ain't dead, better lay down (Lay down)
All the judge give us sentences, free all my menaces
All on the island like, "What now?" (What the fuck is up, nigga?)
Flossy the jungle, wherе niggas gon' rumble
I aim at your head, we don't spray ground (Yеah)
We gon' shoot one or two, we might boom up the room
Back out the chop', we gon' spray rounds (Grr)
See that .40 on me hold a forty-clip
I bet I make his ass do forty flips (Forty flips)
Sheff G, sauce him up
Sheff G told me, "Sauce him up" (Sauce that nigga!)
Woo, fuck KiKi
Tell Shanie he can suck a dick (Bah, bah)
Bullets leavin' him sleepy like Hallow
One in the head, if a nigga wan' follow (Yeah)
Niggas only respect you because your brother (Uh)
Double-punched you and you called your mother (Uh, uh)
That's what brothers do for one another (Uh, uh)
That's the only reason I ain't put you under (Uh)
That double G'll make a nigga cry (Cry)
Smokin' big KiKi, til a nigga high (Bye-bye)
I can't trust a bitch, 'cause these bitches lie (Nah)
And that's how a couple my niggas died (Never)
Yeah, I'm big 092, woo (Melo)
Posted on the lane, I be flossin' (Woo)
Bentley truck, when I'm slidin', my bitches exotic
My hands off the wheel, when I'm parkin' (Parkin')
Jayy West told me, "Get the cash"
Amiri the denims, don't ask what it cost him (Go get that cash, nigga)
He get nailed to the cross, if he SRK
Let's talk about it, if you feel a way (Grr)
Nigga, everythin' K, big 24
Don't call me bluff (Bah), kick down the door (Bah)
Big 092 (Two), show no remorse ('Morse)
Buyin' designer ('Singer), all in the stores (Store)
Can't get you out (Ay), bitch, you a whore (Uh)
For my lil' guy, D'usse on a floor (Uh)
I make a call, bitch, and it's war (War)
Two-liter Sprite (Sprite), I pour a four
Pull up TD, I got ten in my jeans (Uh)
Gwuapo with me, must-see, TV (Yeah, yeah)
Patek Phillipe, Givenchy tee (Uh)
I need a mill', been in these streets (That's a fact)
Know that I'm Floss, come to the East (Uh)
LOAB, screamin', "Free Ree" (Free Ree!)
Shooters in plaza, stay with the sleaze
Or I call the Ape, free Melly Gz (Free Melly Gz, nigga)