Flex Musix

Boss Up

fully produced by rexv2

LYRICS

I was gon' text you back but I did not know what to say, yeah
Situation bad and I left my clothes at your place
With twin bad h*es different race
Twin been ducking RICO case
Call up mud, said he ok
He call me up, I'm serving
Bass- Bass- Bass- Bass-
New AR we don't use mace
Fill that yard with yellow tape
Twin go hard if its bout' that pape
Pop out, Scar em' with that drac
I'm living large and this sh*t great
I'm with my dawg like Fin & Jake
These h*es just call me just to debate
Ian' tryna waste my time, nah
Ian' tryna waste my life, huh
Can you get line? yeah
Block yo' number just might, uhhh
Skrrr, Bently Truck
Pillows in the back, it's plush
We talk tough but back that up
Bad h*e, said she tryna back that up
Fine sh*t, twin tryn' mack on her
Diamonds on my neck, sh*t bust
And you stay on that keyboard, tough
N*gga like this sh*t Rust, yuh
Twin might get you touched
That sh*t not even sh*t to us, ahhh
Bro lift you up
Angle wings, sh*t pick up
They tryna throw me that bag
It isn't enough
N*ggas tryna act like they bigger than us
Fake kick, you ain't even kicking with us
I'm in the A and I'm living it up
I ain't even pick up the phone and she tripping or sum'
I'm up in the booth baby yeah I'm locked in, I ain't tripping on nun'
Like look what you do n*gga
You ain't locked in, you can't get in with us
My lil' brother true n*gga yeah he mobbin'
I've been getting lit with you bruh
Gang sending 22 slugs
I ain't gon' pretend I'm a thug
I done put some sh*t in my cup
Brudda up that stick out the truck

I was gon' text you back but I did not know what to say, yeah
Situation bad and I left my clothes at your place
With twin bad h*es different race
Twin been ducking RICO case
Call up mud, said he ok
He call me up, I'm serving
Bass- Bass- Bass- Bass-
New AR we don't use mace
Fill that yard with yellow tape
Twin go hard if its bout' that pape
Pop out, Scar em' with that drac
I'm living large and this sh*t great
I'm with my dawg like Fin & Jake
These h*es just call me just to debate
Ian' tryna waste my time, nah
Ian' tryna waste my life, huh
Can you get line? yeah
Block yo' number just might, uhhh
Skrrr, Bently Truck
Pillows in the back, it's plush

bass

Pose For The Pic

Fully Produced By rexv2

LYRICS

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

Stop it
Doing that fake sh*t
My n*ggas pop it
Slide tryn' spray sh*t
N*ggas tryn' drop sh*t
I just been waiting
Look at my options
N*ggas not maceing sh*t
We got Glock 10
B*tch I'm amazing
I just been flossing
I just got eight pints in from the doctor
All black spray on my sh*t
Sh*t awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
H*e straight slaying my sh*t
Sh*t Awesome
New drank came in
Sh*t out of boston
New J's came in n*gga just coped em'
You straight saying sh*t
Boy you the coppers
Bad h*e, lay my sh*t on her knockers
N*ggas wanna play
They get put off they rocker
I aint' even play
I just went to my locker
Ball every day
Right wrist might lock up
A whole three days
Lil' twin got locked up
Better watch what you say
Lil' twin might pop up
Had to take off the brain
Had to lift that top up
Said she AB gang
Had to lift her top up
Riding round every day
Gotta keep yo' choppa
Young n*ggas get slayed
Old N*ggas get slaughtered

I think this h*e tryn' f*ck with me
That sh*t don't mean nun'
I got rich I'm counting dumb fifties
Fleh, Fleh, Big draco drum
They love rex
N*gga make em' jump
You can't spin back
B*tch is you dumb
You can't spin back
B*tch is you drunk
I'm with two bad b*tches tryn' f*ck
And she tryn' gag lil' b*tch suck
T- Twin, can you pour that lil' sh*t in my cup
Black sh*t, my drank, looking like mud
I don't know sh*t bout no rizzin no huzz
And I don't even get mad
That sh*t is what it was
Send him some shots
We aint' sending no love
I'm with my twin with my-
With my cuzz
Might f*ck a gemini
Just because
We make a n*gga fly
He a dove
Might up a twenty-five
With these h*es got a line up of twenty-five
Tryna' diss on a live and a n*gga died
Since he wanna go live
We gon' get him live
Put that fye on his *ss
Man that n*gga tried
This h*e say I'm that guy
I'm like "F*cking right"
Send the lo I might slide
"Am I f*cking right?"
Put this h*e on her side if I done it right

gemini

Part The Red Seas - Che

Ion feel like putting lyrics figure it out
Made ts in a discord call

Discord ft. xtraz

SCOTTNRAMONA

psykotic

Addicted

Let’s hope ion get sued (not a lyric im frl)

yeah, 
it ain’t my problem 
why you always gotta turn it to a bigger problem
I just want the money 
ion ever want the problems
if a nigga want the problems 
I could really solve em
not trynna be funny but it ain’t my problem
Leave the nigga nose runny ain’t a problem
If you really want it this bad you could buy sum
It don’t make it any better
You just make a problem
Not my problem, that’s just not my problem
We could solve em, we could really solve em
I ain’t really consciou
I done lost my mind and im trying to really find it
Excuse I been lacking ion mean to just be slacking
Ian trynna be like everyone cause I just got a passion
Is you really, I just got a couple things on my mind
I say I’m fine, I’m not really fine, come drink your wine
Do we got a problem (do we)
Do we got a problem (do we)
Do we got a problem (do we)
yeah, 
it ain’t my problem 
why you always gotta turn it to a bigger problem
I just want the money 
ion ever want the problems
if a nigga want the problems 
I could really solve em
not trynna be funny but it ain’t my problem
Leave the nigga nose runny ain’t a problem
If you really want it this bad you could buy sum
It don’t make it any better
You just make a problem
You don’t make it better
You done killed my vibe Hoe give me my sweater
Ian trynna be to complicated I just want the love
Is it too much to ask I get it straight from the man above 
You don’t got it new bughati, new Ferrari, you don’t got it
You can’t have it, she say I could grab it
give me two more years a young nigga finna live lavish,
Not my problem that’s just not my problem
We could solve em we could really solve em

yeah, 
it ain’t my problem 
why you always gotta turn it to a bigger problem
I just want the money 
ion ever want the problems
if a nigga want the problems 
I could really solve em
not trynna be funny but it ain’t my problem
Leave the nigga nose runny ain’t a problem
If you really want it this bad you could buy sum
You don’t make it ain’t better you just make a problem

PROBLEMS (Not My Problem~Laila! REMIX)

Relevant

I’m in the afterlife 
Trynna see what’s up
I’m trynna see my sense in living life
Looking up into the sky and I ain’t really feelin right
Stranded looking for true love and Ian been the same that night
I gotta go, baby move real slow
Lost all control, now I’m off and gone
[verse]
Don’t be acting stupid you heard what I said
Told that bitch to pull up on me give me head
I ain’t never lost myself and I ain’t dead
These Percs they got my feelin numb and number in the bed
Love the way you dress, love the way you talk
Love the way you make me feel and how you always in my thoughts
You ain’t under pressure you just feelin lost
I’ve been trynna find myself as well and you came with the cost
[chorus]
I’m in the afterlife 
Trynna see what’s up
I’m trynna see my sense in living life
Looking up into the sky and I ain’t really feelin right
Stranded looking for true love and Ian been the same that night
I gotta go, baby move real slow
Lost all control, now I’m off and gone
[verse 2]
I know I was wrong
No lucki but I love to talk about you in my songs
Do you understand you gon end up hurting me so you gotta get gone
All on my own, all on my own
I’m in the afterlife seeking for peace
Better yet I seek the best that I please
Oh well guess this one just outta luck
I’m sittin here confused like oh my god like what the fuck
I’m so lost oh yeah I’m so lost
I’m so lost oh yeah I’m so lost

I’m in the afterlife trynna see what’s up I’m trynna see my sense in living life 
I’m in the afterlife trynna see what’s up I’m trynna see my sense in living life

SCOTTNRAMONA

Ahxmad

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