[Intro]
(Flexin')
(FOREVEROLLING)
[Verse 1: Lil Jairmy]
I just sold a couple P's, took a blunt to the face
All I do is smoke weed, sell drugs all day
All I do is drink lean, I'm in love with the taste
My lil' bitch from out the D, I made her move to the A
So many choppers in this bitch, we 'bout to run out of space
High-speed chase from the jakes, I'ma run and escape
I'm in another nigga hood and I'm conducting a play
And I ain't tuckin' in my chain, I got my gun and I'm straight
I'm in a whole 'nother state, tinted up, fake plates
I can't go back to that prison, I'm not making no mistakes
In the kitchen water whippn', it look like I'm mixing cake
I was already that nigga 'fore I dropped a mixtape
I was already lit, movin' pounds, sellin' bricks
Robbin' shit, shootin' sticks all around, but you can't miss mе
That chopper hold a fifty and I'ma fire 'til it's empty
And wе don't never squash shit, bitch, get it started, we gon' end it
She the driver on them licks so shawty gotta shine with me
I don't fall in love quick, I told her take her time with me
I got my shoes tied, dawg, so you know I'm never trippin'
You can bet your bottom dollar that Lil Jairmy never slippin'
Most these niggas really bitches, doin' this shit just for attention
In this shit to get them M's, I don't care 'bout recognition
I can't speak for none of them, but bitch, I'm really from the trenches
I know niggas on the corner worth a Bentley, the age of twenty
Young niggas talkin' 'bout retiring and they ain't even nothin' but twenty
And they make that money fast, that's the same way they spend it
He wasn't born with that bag, but he say he dyin' with it
And he stay plug hoppin', shoppin' for the lowest ticket
Bitch, you know we got it in, if you want it, come and get it
He be flexin' like it's his, but we know that that shit rented
Stolen car, windows tinted with some real killers in it
When them bodies get to dropping, keep them people out the business
I ain't linking with no rappers, nah, these niggas bitches
You gon' get you some get back or nah? These niggas bitches
Palms real sweaty, tryna dodge a damn conviction
I'ma just tryna handle business, but these niggas steady snitching
(Flexin')
(FOREVEROLLING)
[Verse 1: Lil Jairmy]
I just sold a couple P's, took a blunt to the face
All I do is smoke weed, sell drugs all day
All I do is drink lean, I'm in love with the taste
My lil' bitch from out the D, I made her move to the A
So many choppers in this bitch, we 'bout to run out of space
High-speed chase from the jakes, I'ma run and escape
I'm in another nigga hood and I'm conducting a play
And I ain't tuckin' in my chain, I got my gun and I'm straight
I'm in a whole 'nother state, tinted up, fake plates
I can't go back to that prison, I'm not making no mistakes
In the kitchen water whippn', it look like I'm mixing cake
I was already that nigga 'fore I dropped a mixtape
I was already lit, movin' pounds, sellin' bricks
Robbin' shit, shootin' sticks all around, but you can't miss mе
That chopper hold a fifty and I'ma fire 'til it's empty
And wе don't never squash shit, bitch, get it started, we gon' end it
She the driver on them licks so shawty gotta shine with me
I don't fall in love quick, I told her take her time with me
I got my shoes tied, dawg, so you know I'm never trippin'
You can bet your bottom dollar that Lil Jairmy never slippin'
Most these niggas really bitches, doin' this shit just for attention
In this shit to get them M's, I don't care 'bout recognition
I can't speak for none of them, but bitch, I'm really from the trenches
I know niggas on the corner worth a Bentley, the age of twenty
Young niggas talkin' 'bout retiring and they ain't even nothin' but twenty
And they make that money fast, that's the same way they spend it
He wasn't born with that bag, but he say he dyin' with it
And he stay plug hoppin', shoppin' for the lowest ticket
Bitch, you know we got it in, if you want it, come and get it
He be flexin' like it's his, but we know that that shit rented
Stolen car, windows tinted with some real killers in it
When them bodies get to dropping, keep them people out the business
I ain't linking with no rappers, nah, these niggas bitches
You gon' get you some get back or nah? These niggas bitches
Palms real sweaty, tryna dodge a damn conviction
I'ma just tryna handle business, but these niggas steady snitching
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