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fenix flexin - hottest in my city كلمات الأغنية

[intro: lil bean]
the hottest in my city they gon’ probably say it’s us (omega)
this glock a 22, but i got 50 in the cut
balencies in the trenches they gon’ probably leave a scuff
he actin’ like a b_tch until that n_gga dropping nuts
but bro be in his feelin’s, he gon’ pour ’em in his cup
everytime i put this b_tch in sport, i get a rush
i just want the head baby, i don’t wanna f_ck

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
ay, if she broke then i’m leavin’ (i’m leavin’)
demon, if a put the choppa, bet i squeeze it (bet i squeeze it)
i could put a b_tch from the blade
till i run that bag up, i need 20 by the weekend (b_tch)
big glock, what you n_ggas on? (n_ggas on)
if a n_gga act up, we’ll send him home (gone)
i been pourin’ up this drank, i been gettin’ gone (ouu)
extended mag on a glock, hit him in his dome (b_tch)
why these n_ggas talkin’ like they on some? (b_tch)
keep it real, lil’ n_gga you ain’t know nun (you ain’t know sh_t)
if a n_gga say it’s smoke, better blow some (ouu)
couple shots hit a n_gga with a ghost gun (bow)
i could put a wig on a pig, make a gold walk fit
got these money for them kids (where them bands at?)
if a n_gga says it’s smoke, tote a sig
we’ll smoke ’em like a cig, i’ll bust a n_gga lid (understand that)
you ain’t never felt that rush, when you caught a body (ay)
we’ll do a n_gga sh_tty, like he on the potty (b_tch)
all my n_ggas bangin’ red, like a hot tamale (ouu)
back in 2012 n_gga, i was sniffin’ quality
[verse 2: lil bean]
pistol on the table, that’s a desert eagle
that’ll have yo’ whole family cryin’ to the preacher
fn open doors, then i fold, meet the reaper
i don’t need a crowd, i don’t even like people (n_gga)
oh baby got her own, don’t need mine, she a keeper (she a keeper)
baby what’s the number, i’m tryna know where i can reach you (come here b_tch)
my mans are gone, see this sh_t he on, but i peep it (uh)
all these n_ggas clones, they just followin’ the leader
i can make it rainin’, i can make it snow (ay)
n_gga bet the pointers on my chain, how it glow (ay)
big balenciagas on my toes, 44 (n_gga)
i don’t need the box, i’m finna wear ’em out the store (n_gga)
of course i’m stayin’ d_mn rich, b_tch i ride wit’ it (i ride wit’ it)
n_gga take my chain, he gon’ die wit’ it (bop, bop)
same n_gga by myself if i’m with nine n_ggas (nine n_ggas)
you hatin’ on the side, you right behind n_gga (b_tch ass n_gga)
when i hear these beats, i sit back and reminisce (reminisce)
if i don’t text her back, my new b_tch gon’ throw a fit (d_mn)
and he never shot a gun, he wasn’t ready for the kick (bop)
my n_gga caught a body, he ain’t trippin’, he gon’ sit (ay)
i gotta keep a gun even though it ain’t safest (nah)
i can say two words to the b_tch, she gon’ get naked (ay)
before you take off all your clothes, you gotta pay me (ay)
she don’t even know me, she gonna do it ’cause i’m famous (n_gga)
[outro: fenix flexin]
the coldest in my city you know me, i’m finna bust
this glock a 26 and i got 30 in the cut
i got fendi in the trenches, baby girl she wanna f_ck
i was f_cking on this b_tch, until a n_gga bus’ a nut
lil’ brodie in his feelings, he gon’ pour another cup
every time i’m sendin’ hits, you know a n_gga get a rush
i just want the head baby, i don’t wanna f_ck (b_tch)

- fenix flexin

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