Fenix Flexin Red Flag
[Intro]
(FBEAT go crazy)
Ay ay
(Better watch out n*gga, red flag)
(If she ain't first, then she last, my bitch bad)
[Verse 1]
If she look, then she took, n*gga, bitch be gone
I done did a lot of shit, my n*ggas can't speak on
For real, bouncin' out with that steel
Give a f..ck ‘bout how you feel, all my n*ggas trained to kill, listen
(Brrrr) Ay, we some politicians
Politicin' with the homies, bought another mission (On my mama n*gga)
Yeah, my brodie flipped ‘em (Big Tony flippin')
I think I can see the wocky when a n*gga pissin' (Crank)
I like spittin' on that pussy and then watch it glisten
Steppin' out in Louis Vuittons, yeah, my shoes are Christian (Christian)
Ay, but they don't go to church (Go to church)
Ten toes down n*gga, imma put in work (Ay)
Papa racka with that choppa, tryna put in work
Tryna f..ck a city girl like I'm Lil Uzi Vert
Her legs up, makе her squirt, paid four hundred for a shirt
It all up on me, so you know I'm in hеr purse
I'm walkin round with Neiman
I could rake a shirt, I hit em with the steamin'
Hit my n*gga in the trap, and he (?)
I have to tell yo bitch to kick it, boy that hoe was screamin
[Hook]
You say your baby from where, n*gga, red flags
She f..ck and rot her kids away n*gga, red flags (Uh-uh)
Only ones up in her safe n*gga, red flags (Bitch)
Woodcuts up in her trash n*gga, red flags (Fuck)
[Verse 2]
You n*ggas trippin (You n*ggas trippin)
If you wanna get some bitches, pay attention (Listen up)
You better watch out for the red flags (For real)
If she ain't first, then she last but my bitch bad (Ahh)
Yeah, I skeeted on the sheets (on the sheets)
Fenix Flexin n*gga, bet ya hoe know im a freak (Nah for real)
Cause I be f..ckin on lil baby, turn her body weak (Uh-uh)
One thing I love about the cold is the body heat (Bitch!)
When I'm f..ckin on ya hoe n*gga (On ya hoe n*gga)
Ask about me, Fenix Flexin, ima go-getter (Go-getter)
All my n*ggas, we some gorillas
All yo n*gga's bitch made, pussy ass hoe n*ggas (On my momma n*gga)
You are not a joint, you a swisher n*gga (Bitch!)
I ain't trippin bout no bitches, we gon' switch em n*gga, ayy!
Tell lil baby, kick it like karate class (Imma kick it)
I'm in the back of the club with a lotta cash
Tell lil mommy like her body, got a lotta ass
The type of booty you just see and you just gotta have (On my momma)
She don't got a iPhone, made her call a cab
Red flags, red flags, n*gga these is red flags (Skrrt)
