$hond That Nicca - Flexin' N Texas (feat. 4LGambino & Hotboy Blunt) Lyrics

Look at this young nigga flexin', hefty, poppin' his shit out in Texas
Trap nigga Balenci' steppin', big dog shit ball with no protection
Just took a loss, it was epic, can't lie, shit put me back in depression
I'm still alive, it's a blessing, but I'll die for this shit on my necklace
4Gang what I be reppin', diss that, yo soul, I'ma collect it
Its hella lit in the section, pop us a bottle, tequila the preference
She tryna chill with no Netflix, I told her come in a trench coat naked
First place don't mention second, I'll teach you this if you let me
I'm knowin' they envy us, I'm knowin' they hatin', I'm pullin' they coat tail
Hit the bitch at the B&B, she know how I get, I ain't doin' no hotel
Had to make up my mind with it, stack up that paper and get on the grind with it
Movin' slow, but I'm ridin' with it
High than a bitch, but I still got that iron with me
I just got a few freak hoes, pretty lil' bitch with the ass and the white toes
She gon' swear she don't need a nigga
F*ckin' me good, get up and just leave a nigga, but that money keep comin' in
Long as I'm poppin' my shit, she gon' f*ck again, but I really wanna f*ck her friend
Hit the bitch up, told the lil' bitch to join in
Choppers, Glocks, bad bitches on stock
Rocks all in my socks, gotta watch out for the narcs
Better call before you knock
Twelve got the block hot, Blunt don't give no f*ck
I'm still gon' run it up, Texas drank all in my cup
5'5, she think it's f*ck
Bend her over, rip her up, she gon' fall in love
Hustlin' in my blood, got them racks up out the mud
Nigga, I can't show no love
Nigga, I can't show no love
I can't show no love
I can't show no love
I can't show no love
I can't show no love
Nah
Blunt