Tyleen

FLEXX


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Don't gotta flex
Bitch I'm up next
Don't want no drama
I just want these check
These bitches are mad
They niggas are stressed
Stay with my day one
I don't got no ex
Ain't talking money
Then leave me alone
I don't want you niggas
Stop calling my phone
I don't want no sex
I just want some dome
Right after that
I'm sending you home
I don't got no time
They telling you lies
Bitch I'm the hottest
My pussy the best
Got something to say
Say it with your chest
I'm so unique
Different from the rest
Tyleen is the best, no cap
Put city on the map
Make her buss it make her clap
I'm running it up I'm doing laps

These niggas gon' do what I say
Give me money or get out my face
If I want it I'll get it today
These bitches they follow, and I lead the way
They loving my drip, bitch I won't slip
I keep a clip right not my hip
I let it bang, ride in the range
Securing the bag I'm just doing my thing

I can't be around them they messy
I am not the one hoe don't test me
If you ain't talking money don't text
I don't gotta sneeze they bless me
They don't want no smoke they want nada
They think shits sweet Willy Wonka
I keep a stick like Nanny McPhee
Trust me you don't wanna botha
They say I'm a savage that facts
If I said it I meant it that's that
If he said she said it that's caps
I make money off more than just rap
Get the fuck outta my face
Bitch you know i need my space
Tried to diss me on the internet
Bitch you know you outta

These niggas gon' do what I say
Give me money or get out my face
If I want it I'll get it today
These bitches they follow, and I lead the way
They loving my drip, bitch I won't slip
I keep a clip right not my hip
I let it bang, ride in the range
Securing the bag I'm just doing my thing


Autor(es): Tyleen Parizeault Worrell, William Richard