Fredo Santana - Flexing Finessing lyrics

[Hook: Fredo Santana] Flexing, finessing. b**hes know I'm flexin Sipping on that Texas. Kush smoke for breakfast 30s for my weapon. Try me it get hectic Shooters they just wet sh**. k** you in a second Flexing, finessing, b**hes know I'm flexing Flexing, finessing, b**hes know I'm flexing Flexing, finessing, b**hes know I'm flexing Flexing, finessing, b**hes know I'm flexing [Verse 1: Lil Bibby] Flexing, Finessing, these b**hes know I'm flexig 30 clip in that weapon, loud pack no stressing 3 bands for the necklace, Gucci belt cost 350 The opps don't wanna see Bibby, neva lackin' keep heat with me n***as know I'm the best out, my lil n***as bring the techs out Louis kicks when I step out now that's flexing No Limit we reckless, ride up and just wet sh** That .40 leave yo chest hit, sh** can get hectic Riding round with the ba** knocking, RayBans them the hater blockers I'm gettin' money I make commas, 8 shooters that's 8 doctors And all them got hollow tips they let shoot we dropping sh** No Limit, MB, f** the opposite. I'm gone [Hook] [Verse 2: Fredo Santana] f** her then I kick her out, get back to my riches Keep b**hes out my business, See me I'm never slipping Pull up when you slipping, yo body drop I'm dipping Catch me in the kitchen, stretchin' I'm tryna get it Stretcher in the back and lil folks nem tryna hit it Anywhere the licks at, you know I'm tryna hit it Coolin' in the projects 4 bricks up in my closet, 10 bands up in my pocket n***as say they real but they fake, you gotta watch em n***as say they want beef but really they gon' squash it No talking I'ma pop it, just ask yo b**h I'm popping On Twitter I'm the topic I don't do no fussing, just try me I'ma bust it [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil Herb] Hit the club 100 deep, all these bands on me b**hes watching, jocking, stopping, tryna dance on me, No ID I'm VIP Hit the scene them hoes go insane Pull up in the Range they eat the dick before I know they name But they still know who I be, Lil Herbie they know wa**up Sipping purple in this cup, sweep of purple in this blunt Fredo off that, turn up, he got that .30 in the cut Tryna act tough let the Macs bust leave him burnt up in the dust I stay sacked up that's a must, I be packed up like a bus I get pack rush when I puff My team balling hard y'all fouling out better back up or get dunked b**h you flexing hard and we wilding out Might f** around and get trunked, so don't f** around and get slumped