Slim Thug, Propain, GT Garza - No Flex Zone lyrics

[Slim Thug, Propain, GT Garza - No Flex Zone lyrics]

No flex zone they know betta
No flex zone they know betta

Went and grabbed my weight up, OG in the tix
And errytime you see me at
Least 50 on my neck
Still drop that check, about to cop that vet
Havin a midlife crisis
All I wanna do is buy nice shit
Keep 4 5 fly chicks
You likin' all 'em pigs throw IG
They at the crib in the hot tub
Try new tricks on me
I know they sick of me, mayne
Me and my niggas made history, mayne
Came out the hood and went got that check
And they still alone, ain't feel love yet
No flex zone, my set done
Grown, my paper grown, six acres - home
I'm so betta, play so weller
Ima grind fo' eva, Ima shine fo' eva
One stop now, Ima get this money
My kids straight, daddy bringin em hunids
Ima gold getter, Ima gold getter
Never fallin off, Ima shine fo' eva

I'm gettin' mo' cheddar
And I won't let 'em
Grillaz know betta, I put that on whateva
I fuck a lot windy, they say I'm so special
But niggas don't feel me
Can we trust these hoes? Neva
Yung par with his D-flex only fuck
Boys don't mind see the door
Seen a hunid in the summer love
Befo' the song was drummin'
So this money kinda over
Deep diamonds is new made so many millions
Same niggas then when I was in the struggle
When I needed niggas, shine wid em too
Made a brand from the flow, CEO with the show
Understand fuck I live like Simon with Dro
Nigga
Disappear the roof, I just tell the truth
Y'all? line, hommie where the proof?
But I'm like Kermit, dude
And peace is none of mind
Me and my nigga Thugga rock the
Game we sittin' on the flow
So close when it's car time, eye you
Listen to the coach and it just be gone
Feelin' like a rich D-Shawn
Hottest nigga out where I'm from
How I rolled out the slums
Niggas told hunnid round draws
Only option get it, pucka get it done
Propane that nigga, how long you a nigga at?
Pull me up same key do ya thang
Cause the real niggas let it see
And a real nigga came up when you
See pay yung niggas come hate look
Big body steppin' on percus
Kool-Aid shinin' on the surface
Gettin' paid ova these verses
Dunner so butt, said it came with the curtain
Most of my partners been layin in churches
Van carried out where the dirt is
Yes, ain't gotta green card
But I bet they know where that work is
I got a bunch of bad hoes
That wanna jump in bed
Rubber bands stretchin' on loafs of bread
Money in my pockets, keep bumpin' heads
We don't burn out, we pump trucks instead
Now my bad muthafucka betta ask somebody
If they need it first I'ma attack somebody
You don't want nuttin' but to
Pass right by me
Whole business came knockin' I
Could pass somebody
That ass that came with me
I'm back with the squad
If you ain't go hustle, go back to yo job
A Town be the city, that's where I belong
Been in these corners and ridin' with hoes
Prayin one day I might undo my wrongs
Savin' up hunids and wanna do ones
Breathing that kush that get
Stuck in my lungs if they ask you my name
Betta not tell 'em none

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