LYRIC
Flexing Hard Lyrics by Rob49, from the album “4GOD II“, music has been produced by HitmanAudio, and Flexing Hard song lyrics are penned down by Rob49.
Flexing Hard Lyrics
Ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy-ayy
I got HitMan on the beat
Yeah
Flexin’ hard, bitch, I’m up, I swear to God
I’m so used to countin’ money, I count a million in the dark
She said she don’t fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl
Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl
Yeah-yeah
Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get ‘em outta here, huh
Put that forn up, you ain’t slick, don’t get beside yo’ soul, huh
Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh
I got hoes cheatin’ on they nigga for a body lift, huh
I can’t be with none of these niggas who cooperatin’
She gon’ do whatever I tell her just like Simon said, ay
I just popped a “mm-hmm”, I couldn’t wait to take it
Nigga, don’t try me like no rapper, this shit entertainment
I done showed ‘em so much love, these niggas still be hatin’
Had to know I told my bro when she told me, “Don’t say shit”
I’ma [?] on vanish mode ‘cause I can’t put my face in
I can’t stay in the streets, [?], once these hoes basic
I could sell these for a band and do ‘em dirty
I’ma make ‘em hate my gang, Kyrie Irving, uh
I done sold so many turkeys, I’m turken, nigga
Two hoes just on me, bet she like a circus, nigga
Yeah
Flexin’ hard, bitch, I’m up, I swear to God
I’m so used to countin’ money, I count a million in the dark
She said she don’t fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl
Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl
Yeah-yeah
Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get ‘em outta here, huh
Put that forn up, you ain’t slick, don’t get beside yo’ soul, huh
Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh
I got hoes cheatin’ on they nigga for a body lift, huh
I’ma buy this bitch, huh
I’m a trapper, nigga, huh
It don’t cost nothin’ for the four to get active with him, huh
I’m still outchea with them bags lookin’ like Santa ‘nem, huh
Trappin’ dead, you nigga scared, and I don’t feel that shit, huh
How I feel, huh, ask me how I feel, huh
I woke up with a mill’ when we was just stuck in the field, huh
Tell me how you lit when you ain’t put bro in position, huh
Soon as I pull up, she take ‘em off ‘cause I’m that nigga, huh
Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, bitch, I’m that nigga, huh
Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, bitch, flexin’ hard
Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, bitch, I’m that nigga, huh
Uh, I’m that nigga, huh, huh, flexin’ hard
Flexin’ hard, bitch, I’m up, I swear to God
I’m so used to countin’ money, I count a million in the dark
She said she don’t fuck with girls until I meet her, fuck old girl
Count a million in her face, I’m on my mind like Uncle Earl
Yeah-yeah
Treat a nigga just like Wheezy, get ‘em outta here, huh
Put that forn up, you ain’t slick, don’t get beside yo’ soul, huh
Pushin’ pounds outside the trap look like I bodybuild, huh
I got hoes cheatin’ on they nigga for a body lift, huh
SONG INFO:
Song: Flexing Hard
Artist: Rob49
Album: 4GOD II (2023)
Music: HitmanAudio
Lyrics: Rob49
