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"Young Flexin"

Young and flexin
Young and flexin
Aye man, ya'll know what's up with me man
This that nigga Soulja man
I'm the hottest nigga, man
I'm a gangsta man

Hey, free my nigga in that cell
Yeah that's my nigga Zill
Man they could that boy the twill
When he touch down I'm a make his bail
Man I'm back up in the streets she again
I see young nigga jiggin with a fucking pen
Hey, I took a whole thing and I went in
They call me Soulja Boy these niggas looking like my twins
I go hard and I'm freggin pain,
My money long so I'm bound with my haters can
Nigga mad 'cause I'm cashin out outside the bank
I cashed out a million lay that shit up in the same,
The water fosset running, and it ain't numbling
They looking round for me, they know this Soulja Boy that came
These niggas dope though they looking sort in life some things
But I'll be pulling up with brand new fuckin jeans
Hundred thousand in my pocket how I fit in that,
50 in the little, 50 in the frontin back
I go so hard many niggas like some runnin backs,
I'm like a quarter back a bullet make you cash it man

Young & flexin, I said I'm said young & I'm flexin
I put some girl on my necklace,
And we drop blocks like we Tetris
Yeah I'm young & I'm flexin,
No auto tune, I'm a goon with no necklace
Hey, I said I'm young & I'm flexin
My goons out here, these niggas could get reckless

Wow I'm in the studio, I'm going out,
I'm on that loud man I'm going out,
Man I swear that it is going down
Pulled the chopper in that bitch got a hundred round
Oh, that pill got me biting down,
Wow, man we're shooting ain't no fighting now
I'm runnin at you like a tier now
Let's go, I swear to God it's like lightning now
Fow fow fow fow and that man down
Talking all that slick shit playing round
You're fucking with the Soulja, I'm a box his ass
Put his pussy ass in s body bag,

I said I'm young & I'm flexin
Put some fucking gold in my necklace
Then we drop blocks like tetras
And my goons on alert, they get reckless

Hey free my nigga in that cell,
Yeah that's my nigga Zill
Man I got a boy that twill
I know he feel like he inside hell
I know it, but when he touch down I make his bail
It's Soulja hard man I'm going in
These nigga getting money I can't really tell
I pour Lord, AOG in the junk man
It's hesitation, niggas playing niggas stunt man
It's not a game got the park man
I'm going hard in the travel going hard in the streets I'm going hard and the paint man

Gone, I said I'm young & I'm flexin
I'm young & I'm flexin
I said I'm young & I'm flexin
How this gold shit hanging on my neckline
Young & I'm flexin and we drop blocks like tetris
I said I'm young & I'm flexin
My goon on alert, man on nigga they get reckless
Leave a nigga breathless
I said I'm running that white Benz
Niggas playing and they fools and they no friends
Man you know how it goes in the low end.

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