DaBoii Flexin lyrics

[Intro]
(Fu-fu-f*ck the other sh*t, we got Milo on the beat)

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
And I can't even trust that boy if he won't die for me
And how is he your mans when he a drama queen?
I told that b*tch keep her heart, I need her honesty
And, n*gga, once you see that Dracy, I got Josh with me
And, n*gga, when you see Kenan, n*gga, Kel there
They doin' bad up over there, they need welfare
I could never leave the North, BS held there
And if this sh*t too out your budget, take it elsewhere, ayy

[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
I told that b*tch to keep her heart, where that bag at? (Bag at)
I been poppin' Percocets like I got bad back (Percs)
I been playin' with them choppers like I'm Mad Max (b*tch)
We'll turn this n*gga name into a hashtag (Ba-baow)
I got heat with me like it's cold out (It's cold out)
And I heard the opps trippin', so the poles out (b*tch)
Yeah, I'm like a lil' kid, I can't go out (Ooh)
Hundred shots in the Glock, I'm tryna show out (Hundred shots)

[Verse 3: Daboii]
Tired of you young hoes, where your mama at?
Throw my name up in a song, he gettin' shot for that
Nerd tryna sell a scrat, he gettin' robbed for strap
Runtz in the 'Wood, yeah, the Obama pack
[Verse 4: Fenix Flexin]
Ayy, big Glock and it got a boner (Glock)
n*gga, I want all the smoke, but I ain't a stoner (Pop)
n*gga, I be 'bout my dope like that n*gga Homer (Ooh)
I been touchin' hella paper like I'm doin' homework (Cat)
Ayy, hit that button out a chopper fully (Chopper fully)
Oh, you Mr. Tough Guy? I'm tryna pop a bully (Pah)
Ayy, put in work like I got a job (Work)
Shoot an opp in the leg like he Cheddar Bob (Perc')

[Verse 5: Daboii]
And when a n*gga didn't have it, I was takin' sh*t
Yeah, woo, can't make it back to you, it wasn't no way for n*gga
FRT truck, I got space in it
Had to cut the grass, I had snakes in it
I miss my n*ggas every day, we pourin' liquor out
I wouldn't pull up on that b*tch if she was in a route
When you deep up in these streets, it ain't no gettin' out
And when that puss' warm as f*ck, it ain't no whippin' out (Ooh)

[Verse 6: Fenix Flexin & Daboii]
When I was down bad, I was takin' risks (I was takin' risks)
She ain't comin' over 'less she takin' di*k (Ayy)
Told her, "Get it by yourself, I ain't payin' sh*t" (I ain't payin' sh*t)
They was happy on the 'Gram, I'm finna take his b*tch (Nah, for real)
Put these Percs in your pus*y, baby, take a trip (Take a trip)
Parked up on a opp block, finna take a p*ss (Take a p*ss)
If we see 'em outside, then we bangin' clips (b*tch)
When I let that chopper split, I'ma pray it hit (Pah, ayy)
It get tricky when that beef real (Beef real)
These b*tches f*ckin' for a check like I'm Meek Mill (Like I'm Meek Mill)
Yeah, I keep a Glock with me, that my best friend (Glock)
But lately, I been slidin' with that F&N (Uh, f*ck)
[Verse 7: Daboii]
And I can't trust no n*gga with his hat turned
My b*tches up the Glocky on me for my password
I can't let her make me mad, this my last nerve
And, b*tch, I been maskin' up before the bad germs
b*tch, I been maskin' up 'fore the Corona hit
I let y'all run off with the sauce, you n*ggas owe a pimp
I got them drugs in my body, takin' opiates
And close the curtains on my neighbor, they the nosiest, b*tch