FoFoProd - Flexx Up lyrics

[FoFoProd - Flexx Up lyrics]

(FoFoProd)

Tell my mama that I made it (I did)
So fly, I been the greatest (best)
Counting checks I'm never payless
Yeah I know I'm on da playlist (more)
Cash strong, why you hatin? (you a hater)
Crash the whip yeah the coupe (the coupe)
Yeah you know just what to do
Counting bags while slurping soup (grah)
Body bags full of money (guap)
Yeah I think it's pretty funny
Got her dressed up as a bunny
All your ladies call me honey (they do)
Flip my lip you get the gunny (flip it)
Pop, pop, ouh, you donny
Anyway back to the topic
Flexin' bands we steady rockin

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Flexx Up 180, only know I do it on the daily
Finna cop a new mercedes
Been ballin' like McGrady
I'm tryna cop me a rolls
Wanting the stars on the roof
Only time you come around
When you see me cookin' up in the booth

Tryna fight, now i'm sockin
Hyped up, ouh, we locked in
I should stop or change the flow
Stop the move in case they know
JayFlexx out control (out of my mind)
Yeah you know I'm on a roll
Flexx Up, this is a new wave
Act up, or behave i am done causing trouble
21 I'm finna mumble (21)
Got the bag you finna fumble
Finna trip, you finna tumble
Still good stay humble
I'm the bee, and you the bumble
Stop light on green
Only cut out for the scene
Turn your pic into a meme
I am focused on the dream
Iced out on my neck, JayFlexx up next
You need to chill, need to rest
Get the trouble off your chest
Gotta clique and we a team ball up we clean

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Flexx Up 180, only know I do it on the daily
Finna cop a new mercedes
Been ballin' like McGrady
I'm tryna cop me a rolls
Wanting the stars on the roof
Only time you come around
When you see me cookin' up in the booth

Pull up no jumper
Keep talkin' mess this is the last supper
(supper) to be honest I don't care (yah)
Throw my money in the air (woo, skrr)
Yeah you say it ain't fair
You just mad cause you ain't here
I am done with the fakes
Ice on my wrist I blind em' if they dare

Hold on, yo FoFo you kill this beat
But I need to catch my breath
Alright, yeah I think I'm good
Alright, Aye, yeah

I'm stacking bands in my hands
I am the only one giving commands
I got the plans, forget the brands
Handing the credit to fans
I got the sauce, I am on top
You finna go take a loss i am the boss
Look at my neck and my wrist
I know you see the gloss
Ouh, dressin' up for the ocassion
Run the place, it's an invasion
I ain't lost I got the vision
I am not done for the season
You are trippin' if you leavin'
So bright, ouh, we beamin'
Yeah you know we only eatin'
On a diet, now you cheatin'

:
Flexx Up 180, only know I do it on the daily
Finna cop a new mercedes
Been ballin' like McGrady
I'm tryna cop me a rolls
Wanting the stars on the roof
Only time you come around
When you see me cookin' up in the booth

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