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Flexin Video (MV)




Performed By: Blake
Length: 2:00
Written by: Chase Blake Hartfield




Blake - Flexin Lyrics
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F*ck it, block it, hit it like
Wait, yeah, yeah
Yeah, hey, who you tryna work? Bih, huh, ay

Flexin' on niggas, I'm extra, ay
Watch how I apply that pressure, ay
My bitch look like Cinderella, wait
Shawty gave me head in her Sketchers, ay
Brand new bitch, I don't need her
Oh I'm trash? Why you begging for a feature?
I think niggas gon' need a plan B
'Cause I come too hard through the speakers, wait
Wait, panoramic roof in the whip, ay
Pop out the cut, let it rip, ay
On my Ps and Qs, I'on slip, wait
Never kiss that bitch up on her lips, ay
Whole lotta shit went left, ay
Had to get right by myself, ay
Spent about five on my waist
But these little niggas 'bout to make me take off my belt

Got a whole lotta Benjis
Bitches on my dick sitting pretty
Think you f*cking with me, you silly
Age eighteen bought a E-350
Now my wrist real frozen like Disney
Bitch, chill, please, I can't take no pictures, no
I can't follow back on Twitter, but look
I'ma hit that pussy with a favorite
And I'ma leave it with a retweet to my niggas, ay
Really spent a rack on my wrist, ay
I'ma watch these niggas throw a fit
You in love with her? What a coincidence
Stop tripping nigga that's both our bitch

Nigga why you mad? Are you sad?
I like to tweet, tweet, tweet, headass
I'm broke so I'm mad looking ass
Funny ass nigga, get off your ass and get some cash
Pull off in a Jag', nigga might just pull off in a Jag'
Ain't no breaks, straight gas
Two hundred on the dash
Y'all niggas talk too much
Now I'm on your motherf*cking ass
Yeah I got them racks
So I'ma cash out at Saks
I'ma hit that bitch from the back
And remember if they ask
Yeah, I'm in my own lane
If they really wanna know where I'm at, ay
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F*ck it, block it, hit it like
Wait, yeah, yeah
Yeah, hey, who you tryna work? Bih, huh, ay

Flexin' on niggas, I'm extra, ay
Watch how I apply that pressure, ay
My bitch look like Cinderella, wait
Shawty gave me head in her Sketchers, ay
Brand new bitch, I don't need her
Oh I'm trash? Why you begging for a feature?
I think niggas gon' need a plan B
'Cause I come too hard through the speakers, wait
Wait, panoramic roof in the whip, ay
Pop out the cut, let it rip, ay
On my Ps and Qs, I'on slip, wait
Never kiss that bitch up on her lips, ay
Whole lotta shit went left, ay
Had to get right by myself, ay
Spent about five on my waist
But these little niggas 'bout to make me take off my belt

Got a whole lotta Benjis
Bitches on my dick sitting pretty
Think you f*cking with me, you silly
Age eighteen bought a E-350
Now my wrist real frozen like Disney
Bitch, chill, please, I can't take no pictures, no
I can't follow back on Twitter, but look
I'ma hit that pussy with a favorite
And I'ma leave it with a retweet to my niggas, ay
Really spent a rack on my wrist, ay
I'ma watch these niggas throw a fit
You in love with her? What a coincidence
Stop tripping nigga that's both our bitch

Nigga why you mad? Are you sad?
I like to tweet, tweet, tweet, headass
I'm broke so I'm mad looking ass
Funny ass nigga, get off your ass and get some cash
Pull off in a Jag', nigga might just pull off in a Jag'
Ain't no breaks, straight gas
Two hundred on the dash
Y'all niggas talk too much
Now I'm on your motherf*cking ass
Yeah I got them racks
So I'ma cash out at Saks
I'ma hit that bitch from the back
And remember if they ask
Yeah, I'm in my own lane
If they really wanna know where I'm at, ay
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Writer: Chase Blake Hartfield
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