Fenix Flexin - Boss Yo Life Up lyrics

[Fenix Flexin - Boss Yo Life Up lyrics]

(FBeat go crazy)
(FBeat producing all the heat)

F on the beat, so it's fantastic
(So it's fantastic)
He was dissin' on the 'Gram
'til we hashtagged him
('Til we hashtagged him)
He ain't got his own wave
He on the bandwagon
(He on the bandwagon)
Had to take the trash out
Niggas trash bagged him
(Trash bagged him)
He don't do it like I do it, huh?
(Do it, huh?)
He don't fuck you 'til you shootin' cum
(He don't)
He ain't on it, say he ain't the one
He ain't really 'bout a bag
I got extra funds
He don't fuck you right to
Make you wanna claim it
(To make you wanna claim it)
On top of that
Lil' baby know that I can make her famous
If she bad
Eat that cookie up like Famous Amos
(Famous Amos)
Better give me all that brain
Like you goin' brainless
(Big brainless)
He's not me, he is not I (He ain't mine)
She gon' choose up every time 'cause
I be breakin' her spine
(Choose up)
If she mine, then she mine
Don't get it twisted
I love too
(Oh, yeah)
So I know how you feel
That she fuckin' someone new
I can take you out the hood
Put you in the hills
(In the hills, baby)
I could put you in that
Benz sittin' on some wheels
(On some wheels, baby)
We could talk about whatever
Tell me how you feel
(How you feel, baby)
I'ma go and pour this drank
Pop a couple pills
(Couple pills, baby)

Can blow your back out (Ah, ah)
Rough sex, fuck you 'til I pass out
(Pass out)
Off a Perc', tryna pull your tracks out
(Tracks out)
Could've hit the Four Seasons
But we at the trap house
(Oh, yeah)
Ayy, that's why I love it
(That's why I love it)
Ayy, she my best friend, Thugger Thugger
(Thugger Thugger)
She too fine, I could've hit it under covers
I love the color purple of
Baby like Danny Glover
(That's the lean)

Ayy, and it's purple in my soda (Oh, yeah)
She wanna come around
I told her she ain't match the quota
(She gone)
Big chopper, keep it on me
Throwin' boulders
(Brrt)
She got her hopes up
Then I gave her the cold shoulder
(Cold shoulder)
Just because I'm fuckin' lil baby
I don't know her
(Don't know her)
Ayy, like it all and I ain't tryin' to
(Ain't tryin' to)
I just pulled up for that guap
When I was flying through
You ain't my main bitch
It's yourself that you lyin' too
(Pop a pill, baby)
Weird-ass ho

Can blow your back out (Ah, ah)
Rough sex, fuck you 'til I pass out
(Pass out)
Off a Perc', tryna pull your tracks off
Could've hit the Four Seasons
But we at the trap house
(Oh, yeah)
Ayy, that's why I love it (Love it)
Ayy, she my best friend, Thugger Thugger
(Thugger Thugger)
She too fine, I could've hit it under covers
I love the color purple of
Baby like Danny Glover
(That's the lean)

F on the beat, so it's fantastic
He was dissin' on the 'Gram
'til we hashtagged him
(She too fine
I could've hit it under covers)
He ain't got his own wave
He on the bandwagon
(I love the color purple of
Baby like Danny Glover)
Had to take the trash out
Niggas trash bagged him
(FBeat go crazy)

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