Testo Flexonuuu

Sorry
I gotta flex on you, Sorry

Sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
Sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
Sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you

How fast I run up a check, zoom-zoom She can't even fit in her pants, pum-pum
Ain’t my fault that you got a low IQ
I put a tissue up your nose, achoo
We made your whole life worth a joke or two
You strawberry jelly, made toast with you
I’m calling him jelly, he broken fruit
10 mil in your face, now bro can't poop

Sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
Sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
Sorry, I gotta flex on you

Shawty thought she had a stone heart
Just grab me weed, I put on some chrome hеart
My niggas got more green than a whole bar What I got in the trunk, could fill up your wholе car
That boy is a bitch, [?] mopar
These silencers sound like you hit with that blowdart
This bitch was ran through, just like a gocart
Nigga got burned, we left his ass so charred
Couldn't even find her nigga, it was so dark
I’m finna fire her nigga like sulfur
I’m finna let bro crash, a nigga said “go for it”
Cross that line, a nigga can’t go for it
He tryna pop that hole like a gopher
Make these lil’ songs, then I’m finna go tour

Sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, sorry, I gotta flex on you
I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
Sorry, sorry, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you, I gotta flex on you
Sorry