Pop Smoke - Flexin’ lyrics

Melo you see Kamale, straight away, yeah
Uh, look, why the fuck you
Got that blicky chain on,  nigga?
Take it off  (Look, look) traphouse Mob

All the opp niggas know I be flexin'
(Flexin')
I did fifteen on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big 38 for the weapon (Weapon) woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin'
(Flexin')
I did fifteen on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big 38 for the weapon (Weapon)

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 fuck is up, nigga?)
Flossy the jungle where niggas gon' rumble
I aim at your head, we don't spray ground
We gon' shoot one or two
We gon' boom up the room
Back out the chop', we go spray rounds (Grrt)
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 nigga) woo
Fuck KiKi
Tell Shanie he can suck a dick (Bah, bah)
Bullets making him sleepy like Hallow
One in the head if a nigga wan' follow (yeah)
Niggas 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 nigga cry (Cry)
Smokin' big KiKi till a nigga high (Baba)
I can't trust a bitch
'cause these bitches lie (Nah)
And that's how a couple my niggas died (Nah)
Yeah, I'm big 092, woo (Melo)
I posted on the lanes, I be flossin' (Woo)
Bentley truck when I'm slidin'
My bitches 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, nigga)
He get nailed to the cross if he SRK
Let's talk about it if you feel a way (Grrt)
Nigga, everything K
Big 24, don't call me bluff (Bah)
Kick down the door (Bah)
Big 092, show no remorse
Buyin' designer, all in the stores
Can't get you out, bitch, you a whore
For my lil' guy d'usse on a floor (Uh)
I make a call, bitch, 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
I call the Ape, free Melly Gz
(Free Melly Gz, nigga)

All the opp niggas know I be flexin'
(Traphouse Mob, flexin')
I did fifteen on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big Louboutin when I'm steppin' (Steppin')
Big 38 for the weapon (Weapon) woo, woo
All the opp niggas know I be flexin'
(Flexin')
I did fifteen on my check-ins (Check-ins)
Big 38 for the weapon (Weapon)