Flexin’ (Kamale Version) lyrics

[Intro]
You see Kamale, straight away, yeah
Don't f*ck with me
I told you
No, but you wouldn't listen
Right, you stupid f*ck
Look at you now
Look, look

[Chorus]
All the opp n*ggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
Woo, woo
All the opp n*ggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did 15 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 f*ck is up, n*gga?)
Flossy the jungle where n*ggas gon' rumble
I aim at your head, we don't spray ground (Yeah)
We gon' shoot one or two, we gon' boom up the room
Back out the chop, we go spray rounds (Brr)
See that .40 on me, roll 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 n*gga)
Woo
f*ck KiKi
Tell Shanie he can suck a di*k (Bah, bah)
Bullets making him sleepy like Hallow
One in the head if a n*gga wan' follow (Yeah)
n*ggas 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
That's the only reason I ain't put you under (Uh, uh)
That double G will make a n*gga cry (Cry)
Smokin' big KiKi till a n*gga high (Bye, bye)
I can't trust a b*tch 'cause these b*tches lie (Nah)
And that's how a couple my n*ggas died
Yeah, I'm big 092, woo
I posted on the lanes, I be flossin' (Woo)
Bentley truck when I'm slidin', my b*tches exotic, my hands off the wheel when I'm parking (Parking)
Jamos told me get the cash
Amiri the denims, don't ask what it cost though (Go get that cash, n*gga)
He get nailed to the cross if he SRK
Let's talk about it if you feel a way (Grr)
n*gga, everything K
Big 24, don't call me blood (Bah)
Kick down the door (Bah)
Big 092, show no remorse
Buyin' designer, all in the stores
Can't get you out, b*tch, you a whore
For my lil' guy
D'usse on a floor (Uh)
I make a call, b*tch and it's war (War)
Two liter Sprite (Sprite), I pour a four
Pull up TD, I got ten in my jeans (Uh)
Pop out with me, was on TV (Yeah, yeah)
Patek Phillipe, Givenchy tee (Uh)
I need a mil', 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
So I call the Ape, free Melly Gz (Free Melly Gz, n*gga)
[Chorus]
All the opp n*ggas know I be flexin' (Traphouse Mob, flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)
Woo, woo
All the opp n*ggas know I be flexin' (Flexin')
I did 15 on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big .38 for the weapon (Weapon)

[Verse 2]
In the Flossy with it
f*ckin' on your baba, leave that pus*y black and blue (Yeah)
22's in my shoes, walking into school, pull up like I'm Hooly Goo (Woo, woo)
Trey cooler than a cooler, he still a ooter, he don't settle for nothing (Grr)
Nino aim at your medulla, clipped like a ruler, he ain't with the bluffin' (Stop all that cap)
I don't think that they ready for this (Nah)
n*ggas don't got no bready for this (Yeah, yeah)
All the opps gon' be fetty for this (Yeah)
They gon' want me dead after this
I just put ten on my neck (Yeah)
That mean I put ten on my clip
Chris Paul, when I step on the court
I call up Jayy West for assist (Woo, woo)