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Squirlly D - Flex Lyrics



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Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost, now you Better come correct
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Fire up the Blunt and get this mother f*cker right
In the lab all day, working well into the night
Pourin' purple in the Sprite, I was on Before the hype
Bad Bitch on the Skype, talkin' Bout that pussy tight
Look ho I'm on my flex now, stuntin' on my ex now
Thanks for that neck But you don't get my respect now
Scum Bitch, had to move on to the next
I done made it out the struggle, I was really in the 'jects
Trap house fulla meth, my youth was hella slimy
Fast forward to the rapping' waiting for someone to sign me
Young 90s, Built it from the ground up
Never on that phony, keep that fake shit from around us
Burn weed like Round Up, I stay Blowin' that gas
Your weed smell like ass, your Bag fulla that trash
My purp stronger than Samson, my flow sicker than cancer
Your music sound like Hanson, your Bitch calling me handsome
I'm him nigga, Bitch Bad like Kim nigga
Carrying like Jim nigga, this rap game I'm in nigga
All I know is win nigga, I done took some L Bows
Risk it to go Back to prison? Nigga that's a hell no
I'm getting money now, I ain't gotta Beef
With these internet niggas, they ain't really in the streets
I'm connected, respect it, hate it or neglect it
It's Squirlly f*ckin' D I'm in this mother f*cker flexing
Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost now you Better come correct
Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost, now you Better come correct
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
My cousin play for the Texans, Maserati, he flexing
Got my eyes on that Lexus, finna cop one when that check hit
That's just how I feel, wood grain on the wheel
Whip stop, rims spin, always true to the spill
Always ride with a steel kause haters plotting to kill
Fight a nigga? I will, Squirlly got no chill
Really cut from that cloth Boy, run up and get dropped Boy
Speaking on me to the cops Boy? Think you won't get popped Boy
Snitches... I can't stand none of these niggas
So I had to pause the trap, start handling my Business
Thinkin' Big face Rollie pollie, Bank on holy moly
Took a lil' time from me now these crackers owe me owe me
But I'm home, I'm Back and I'm on
See no one else would sign me so I did it on my own
These niggas looking sick kause it's really time to spit
And your Booty ass rhyme schemes are really not legit
Finna flex, I said I'm up next
So you Better Bust a move and Break ya mother f*ckin' neck
See I'm gunning for a check and I put that on the set
I ain't never gon switch, Bitch I'll die for respect
I ain't made a move yet that I feel I'll regret
No sweat, finna gas like a f*ckin' Corvette
Won't let niggas Breathe, Deezy coming for the neck
Tell me what you niggas come to expect from a vet? I just flex
Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost, now you Better come correct
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
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Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost, now you Better come correct
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Fire up the Blunt and get this mother f*cker right
In the lab all day, working well into the night
Pourin' purple in the Sprite, I was on Before the hype
Bad Bitch on the Skype, talkin' Bout that pussy tight
Look ho I'm on my flex now, stuntin' on my ex now
Thanks for that neck But you don't get my respect now
Scum Bitch, had to move on to the next
I done made it out the struggle, I was really in the 'jects
Trap house fulla meth, my youth was hella slimy
Fast forward to the rapping' waiting for someone to sign me
Young 90s, Built it from the ground up
Never on that phony, keep that fake shit from around us
Burn weed like Round Up, I stay Blowin' that gas
Your weed smell like ass, your Bag fulla that trash
My purp stronger than Samson, my flow sicker than cancer
Your music sound like Hanson, your Bitch calling me handsome
I'm him nigga, Bitch Bad like Kim nigga
Carrying like Jim nigga, this rap game I'm in nigga
All I know is win nigga, I done took some L Bows
Risk it to go Back to prison? Nigga that's a hell no
I'm getting money now, I ain't gotta Beef
With these internet niggas, they ain't really in the streets
I'm connected, respect it, hate it or neglect it
It's Squirlly f*ckin' D I'm in this mother f*cker flexing
Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost now you Better come correct
Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost, now you Better come correct
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
My cousin play for the Texans, Maserati, he flexing
Got my eyes on that Lexus, finna cop one when that check hit
That's just how I feel, wood grain on the wheel
Whip stop, rims spin, always true to the spill
Always ride with a steel kause haters plotting to kill
Fight a nigga? I will, Squirlly got no chill
Really cut from that cloth Boy, run up and get dropped Boy
Speaking on me to the cops Boy? Think you won't get popped Boy
Snitches... I can't stand none of these niggas
So I had to pause the trap, start handling my Business
Thinkin' Big face Rollie pollie, Bank on holy moly
Took a lil' time from me now these crackers owe me owe me
But I'm home, I'm Back and I'm on
See no one else would sign me so I did it on my own
These niggas looking sick kause it's really time to spit
And your Booty ass rhyme schemes are really not legit
Finna flex, I said I'm up next
So you Better Bust a move and Break ya mother f*ckin' neck
See I'm gunning for a check and I put that on the set
I ain't never gon switch, Bitch I'll die for respect
I ain't made a move yet that I feel I'll regret
No sweat, finna gas like a f*ckin' Corvette
Won't let niggas Breathe, Deezy coming for the neck
Tell me what you niggas come to expect from a vet? I just flex
Woke up in the morning thinkin' Bout a check
Hit up my connect and took a Bleezy to the neck
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
Paid the cost, now you Better come correct
Got my weight up
Now I wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
I just wake up, flex, wake up then I flex
Young Boss, Better run me my respect
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Writer: DALE ROBIN WADE
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Length: 4:25
Written by: DALE ROBIN WADE

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