Foodstamps - FLEX UP Lyrics

I'll go crank up on a bitch and I'll go flex up on a hoe
I been poppin' percs and smokin' dope, it got me movin' slow
All these niggas talkin' and I swear these niggas really hoes
If that nigga run up on me, he gon' meet the f*ckin' floor

I go crank up on a bitch and I go flex up on a hoe
I been poppin' percs and smokin' dope, it got me movin' slow
All these niggas talkin' and I swear these niggas real hoes
If that nigga run up on me, he gon' meet the f*ckin' floor

Baby, are you ready, uh, spin on dick like Beyblade, uh
My bitch badder than your jawn that's why I call her baby, uh
In your lil' bitch, Ocean tryna ride my wave you, basic, uh
And I keep that rod I got that green light, I'ma take it, uh

She wait on me like TikTok, your bitch call me flip-flop
Hate that I move hot but keep that ice up on my wrist, watch
How you chase a bop when she on dick, I watch your bitch stall
F*cking elementary while she swallow kids you turn chalk

Goddamn, all these diamonds in this wrist, watch
Your bitch on my dick because I'm rich, I feel like Chris Bosch
All these niggas talkin' shit, but they know they can't get popped
Your bitch on my dick and she gon' ride it like a hopscotch

Damn oh my God, yea I'm spazzin' in this bitch
Got your girl up on my dick, she do magic with that shit
All these niggas talkin' crazy, but my glock, it gotta switch and
When these niggas run up on me swear to God, they ass get hit bitch

I go crank up on the bitch, and I go flex up on the hoes
I been poppin' purses, smokin' dope, it got me movin' slow
All these niggas talkin' and I swear these niggas really hoes
If that nigga run up on me, he gon' meet the f*ckin' flow

I go crank up on the bitch, and I go flex up on a hoe
I been poppin percs and smokin' dope, it got me movin' slow
All these niggas talkin' and I swear these niggas really hoes
If that nigga run up on me, he gon' meet the f*ckin' floor

Bitch