flexin kushbabykeys (Ft. yuke)

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[Intro: kushbabykeys]
Bitch, I'm flexin' (Bitch, I'm flexin', flex up)
I'ma pop out flexin', finessin'
[?]
Fuck I look like askin' for the neck, bitch? (What? What?)
You get next, bitch (What? What?)

[Verse 1: yuke]
I been lookin' at your door and I'm lookin' through your trap
And I'm tryna touch score
Money, fame and hoes, yeah, I know that I want more
Love is not for me, nigga, I know that for sure
I cut that ho deep but it's 'cause my heart sore
It was me and you against the world, now we at war, ayy
I ain't tryna go back, kickin' shit up out the store, ayy
I ain't tryna go back, kickin' shit up with them whores, ayy

[Verse 2: kushbabykeys]
Bitch, I'm flexin' (Bitch, I'm flexin', flex up)
I'ma pop out flexin', finessin'
[?]

[Verse 3: yuke]
Uh, uh, like what I said
I been tired of these hoes, I leave them on read
She was probably right, yeah, I'm better off dead
I don't give a fuck, ho, I got the bands
They gon' keep me company, nigga, and the Xan
Airforces, white [?], yeah, I look like a Xan
Fifty in that clip and it's sittin' in my hand
Knowin' I'm the prophet but I don't feel like the man
Ho was tryna pop shit, niggas pull up and then ran
My coat really on that so we make y'all niggas scram
You is not finesse cult, nigga, you is just a fan