Flex On Purpose (Freestyle) lyrics

That bih swallow di*k like a cough drop
On the block
Pull up to the spot
In a drop top (yea)
Counting this guala
It’s that blue cheese
Ain’t no cheddar
Diamonds so clear like the weather
They talking sh*t it’s whatever
I am so cold like December
Icy Pisces got cold shoulders
She gave me brain in a Rover
In the morning like some Foldgers

My n*ggas ball like the Lakers
Out in LA on a pager
Out In Atlanta with Drama
Dropped a mixtape and made commas
I might just f*ck on your momma
She got upset I ain’t called her
Your girl dropped you and I caught her
I dropped your girl for a model
I pop the top like a bottle
I got a side b*tch in Toronto
Cut a b*tch off like I'm Zorro
You smoke the mids like equator
Tony Hawk, I am Pro Skater
Counting up all of this paper
Private jet out to Chicago
Hard in the paint like Picasso
Rollie watch it ain’t a Fossil
All of you n*ggas imposters
You ain’t my son you a daughter
She call me daddy, no father
223 shots to your collar
Bullets hit you in the neck
I never know what comes next
Money so big it could flex
Money old like a T-Rex
You’d think it grew on a tree
b*tches ain’t special to me
I cannot f*ck with a tease
I do not f*ck with police
I stack my bread with the cheese
f*ck that b*tch once then I leave
I might pass her to the team
I was so gone off the pills
In my new house in the hills
I got that right from a deal
26 all on my rims
And my bag blue like the Benz
2 thots right up in the whip
I might put that right on her hip
Pull out and bust on her tits
Drive by, I empty the clip
Ima go shoot up your house
Woodgrain thats all on my grip
You not a rat, you a mouse
I lost control of my drip
I might take off with your spouse
That means I left with your b*tch
I can’t do this for the clout
Did it so I could get rich
Feed my whole family and sh*t
I need to sign to the biz
Industry kid
Flickin and whippin the bricks
Trappin was how I got lit