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Flexin’ on em (remix)

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(Intro)
[Verse 1: Quotationz] Got a blunt out and it's lit. Rotation go round the whip, great swishers grape by the lick. Quotationz up in this bitch. I'm about my cheese, guap, and my queso. My G's in dollars and pesos. Got thieves and robbers on payroll, that stain foes at the say so. Better lay low, while y'all carried 4 5s, I ain't talkin' bout the angle. We stayed straight tho, Aimed for majors, Earned our stripes just like a bangel. Never changed tho, my rhymes put one hole, in yo head like a bagel, we will slay yo set. Big dreams, king beds, why you coolin' in a cradle? (uhhh) we got proof of the truth, but no one's stating it. Why niggas flexin' they softer then new born baby skin. Yo music can't entertain me maybe yo lady can. and we all about making ends, see this wack game? we changing It.!

[Hook: Quotationz] Trynna earn the cash in mad stacks get the hoes in abundance(woo) help out the world with these made racks, whole new version of stuntin'. Splurgin' cash yes I love it, diss the hoes like they nothin'. Play my foes and the game, til all the hoes know my name, I be flexin, flexin, flexin on you niggas. I stay flexin, flexin, flexin on these bitches. I be flexin, flexin, flexin on these haters. I be flexin, flexin, flexin, on you niggass Ahhh

[Verse 2:Cam] Flexin all on you niggas, I swear all I know is flex, no stressin' all on you niggas. You fucked up, you better reset. And you niggas ain't no competition I swear. I ain't break no sweat. Don't fuck with me that's a big risk. If you fuck around I might get pissed. Call up my dude he gon get splif. Got that loud pack straight cat piss(piss) I swear all my life I've been waiting for my moment.I can't wait to take off like a jet and then be gone bitch. Me and my niggas straight flexin' yeah we on it. yeah nigga we on it. off the pack we rollin'. Me and Quotationz on this track then we just owned it. We don't fuck with phonys. Chilling with the homies, got a small circle no new niggas cuz we don't fuck with new niggas. Flexin' bags compressed in. Don't try me I ain't to be tested. My niggas? we reckless. We facing blunts hell yea we stunt. Fuck you cunts y'all just basic. See you when I'm famous. High af Brain racing and you niggas can keep hating (Uhh)

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[Verse 3: Quotationz]

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