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Album: Keep Flexin (2016)

Don't Want Her

Ya, I don't want that bitch cause she garb'
Ya, I just want her [?] faster

Shout out my new bitch, she perfect
Jabbed her, trap still jumpin' like Kermit
Flexin", I'm makin' 'em vomit
The Rollie is water, it came out the faucet
I put a M in my closet
Racks cannot fit in my wallet
The money is comin', can't stop it
I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage
Shout out my new bitch, she perfect
Jabbed her, trap still jumpin' like Kermit
Flexin", I'm makin' 'em vomit
The Roli is water, it came out the faucet
I put a M in my closet
Racks cannot fit in my wallet
The money is comin', can't stop it
I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage

I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage
I'm a hit ya ho and then I give it back
Married to the money, all these greens have a icy tag
"Flexin' on Purpose", then ya nigga had to sit back
Money on my mind, I was thinkin' 'bout a hundred right
Lil thot gimme top ice in my wrist watch
Oh my mother, I won't love her, can't trust her
Both rubbers on and face down, bust it
Kissed a hoe and I'm appreciate, she sick (urgh)
Your chain came out the more you bust it (whoop!)
Call me the goat
Too much lean, got a purple fo
I do with that bitch, 'cause she garbage
Fucking ho's, all the runway models
Diamond's water, like they came out damn faster
You was winnin', had a soul, but you lost it
Nigga they tryna be me
Give a fuck about a bitch, roll your money up
I got a foreign, I just make her count it
All of my business don't need no accountant
Niggas are the poor, fuck these niggas I ain't tryna be cool
Grow bad money, got bands like a fo'
I'm a count hundreds, I ain't think about you

Shout out my new bitch, she perfect
Jabbed her, trap still jumpin' like Kermit
Flexin", I'm makin' 'em vomit
The Rollie is water, it came out the faucet
I put a M in my closet
Racks cannot fit in my wallet
The money is comin', can't stop it
I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage
Shout out my new bitch, she perfect
Jabbed her, trap still jumpin' like Kermit
Flexin", I'm makin' 'em vomit
The Roli is water, it came out the faucet
I put a M in my closet
Racks cannot fit in my wallet
The money is comin', can't stop it
I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage

Keep on winning, got the face up
Rolling with a MAC with a back up
Ain't stressin' on bitch, I'm a player
Fucking all eve, I can't buy you no help
Cut her off with a scizor
Countin' money, get a spinner
Nigga fall like the winner
Came for the ball and gotta flex up
See a hundred, got a learn keep callin'
Current traps, just trippin', I'm ballin'
Take her home, I'm a fuck to the molly
Fuck her 'round, with a hundred, it's on me
Wake up and see more Benjamins
Change a check, yeah dat way
Countin' money, get a headache
Rich Forever, I'm in Beverly
I was gonna had it clean, now I'm facing really
You can't see, find no nigga that ain't got a milli
You slapped me the ho, put your Paypal
I'm on the way till I pick up the phone
Shoutout my new bitch, December she call
Got a quarter milli, now I'm flexin' you both

Shout out my new bitch, she perfect
Jabbed her, trap still jumpin' like Kermit
Flexin", I'm makin' 'em vomit
The Rollie is water, it came out the faucet
I put a M in my closet
Racks cannot fit in my wallet
The money is comin', can't stop it
I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage
Shout out my new bitch, she perfect
Jabbed her, trap still jumpin' like Kermit
Flexin", I'm makin' 'em vomit
The Roli is water, it came out the faucet
I put a M in my closet
Racks cannot fit in my wallet
The money is comin', can't stop it
I don't want that bitch 'cause she garbage


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