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letra de durango - fenix flexin

[intro]
(fbeat go crazy)
ayy, ayy, n-gga

[verse 1: fenix flexin]
ho, my name fenix flexin, i don’t f-ck with these b-tches (fbeat producin’ all the heat)
yeah, i had to crop her out, she wasn’t fittin’ the picture
when i speak to lil’ baby, it’s like she readin’ a scripture
we’ll pull up on a n-gga broad day and dismiss him, huh
i’ll pull this nina out, make the b-tch kiss ’em
flip him, knock his head off and leave him missin’
hit her once, she ain’t know how to act
n-gga, it ain’t a question if she double back
i ain’t into tellin’ lies ’cause i love the facts
p-ssy n-gga speakin’ on me, bet he get a slap
like a b-tch
pull up on his ho and i’ll give her ass some d-ck
huh, like who you talkin’ to?
like you the only ones outside, we got choppers too
n-gga, and they got big bullets
n-gga try me, on my mama, i’ll for real pull it
huh, he better back up
he peeled off on the scene, i know he tryna call for backup
f-ck that, we gettin’ on his ass, ain’t gettin’ back up
this chopper gon’ back a n-gga up if he act tough
huh, like how you feelin’?
twenty-six, i done ran through a couple million
oh yeah, we still goin’ up
lil’ baby tryna play her part for a tummy tuck
i told her, “get a bbl, you got a funny b-tt”
out in vegas tryna bank with like a hundred sl-ts
[chorus: fenix flexin]
ayy, we ridin’ dirty in durangos (skrrt)
where your pole, boy? it take two to tango (pole, n-gga)
we ain’t givin’ n-ggas sh-t but a halo (halo)
if they don’t want no beef, tell them n-ggas better lay low
we on it (bah, bah), tryna murder all opponents (brrt)
tell them p-ssy-ass n-ggas they don’t want it (they don’t want it)
d-mn, girl, you lookin’ bad as h-ll, i’m tryna get up on it (get up on it)
we can really do whatever, tell me how you want it (how you want it)

[verse 2: fenix flexin]
now she say i ain’t sh-t when she been knew it
but she love a n-gga ’cause i’m with the exclusives
n-gga mad ’cause he know i got his ex choosin’
i ain’t even want the b-tch, just check what the neck doin’
i’m a real n-gga, i don’t check what the ‘net doin’
unless i’m postin’ aves with my lil’ baby
i got four pockets full like i’m lil baby
i done been through a lot of sh-t, i pray that god save me
get me out the way
please forgive me for my sins and keep my soul to take
i won’t let no n-gga take me, so i hold the drac’
and if a n-gga wanna try it, get an open face
huh, ayy, like a sandwich
it don’t even really take much, i’ma blam it
told lil’ baby, “got an a-plus, you was outstanding”
i love it when i pull her hair and she speak in spanish
[chorus: fenix flexin]
ayy, we ridin’ dirty in durangos (skrrt)
where your pole, boy? it take two to tango (pole, n-gga)
we ain’t givin’ n-ggas sh-t but a halo (halo)
if they don’t want no beef, tell them n-ggas better lay low
we on it (bah, bah), tryna murder all opponents (brrt)
tell them p-ssy-ass n-ggas they don’t want it (they don’t want it)
d-mn, girl, you lookin’ bad as h-ll, i’m tryna get up on it (get up on it)
we can really do whatever, tell me how you want it (fbeat go crazy, how you want it)

[verse 3: ebk young joc]
we in h-llcats, srts, and ram trucks (switch whips)
yeah, n-gga try and get blammed up (n-gga try)
stock 20 f&n make him back up (ah-ah-ah)
headtaps, lil’ cuddy tryna grab somethin’ (yeah)
oh, you ain’t know? tell ’em ask ’bout my last one (on they ass)
where you been, joc? sorry, i was trappin’ (i was trappin’)
gettin’ that bag, makin’ it flip like gymnastics (uh-huh)
baby said she want time, i want a baggage (i need a bag)
thick b-tch, ooh, sh-t, she the baddest (ooh, sh-t)
n-gga run up on me, i let him have it (uh-huh)
yachty on my wrist, forty mil’, this a ‘master (forty mil’)
your car cool and all, but i bet you mine faster (skrrt)
that’s the takeoff (that’s the takeoff)
don’t get near me, bro itchin’ to let the drac’ off (to let the drac’ off)
got bands on me for reasons, that sh-t’ll pay off (for reasons)
by sunday, i make a k!lling, it ain’t no day off (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: fenix flexin]
ayy, we ridin’ dirty in durangos (skrrt)
where your pole, boy? it take two to tango (pole, n-gga)
we ain’t givin’ n-ggas sh-t but a halo (halo)
if they don’t want no beef, tell them n-ggas better lay low
we on it (bah, bah), tryna murder all opponents (brrt)
tell them p-ssy-ass n-ggas they don’t want it (they don’t want it)
d-mn, girl, you lookin’ bad as h-ll, i’m tryna get up on it (get up on it)
we can really do whatever, tell me how you want it (fbeat go crazy)

[outro]
(fbeat producin’ all the heat)

- fenix flexin

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