Flexin
• Written by Mishun
Mishun's Notes
2nd track, some rhymes are a stretch. not sure how it fits with a beat. its a learning process
Got my Bugatti pullin thru with the heat
How I earned it? All i do is the beat
Turn it up, open your ears and take a seat
You don't wanna be caught without me in the street
Cuz these wannabes man they all gotta cheat
To get even close to where they might still compete
Man you suppose to work your ass till ends meet
But for me there wasnt a doubt i wont succeed
Critique me? Nah you too far from my league
You freaked when you discovered you obsolete
You fleak can't reap defeat too weak to speak
Flexin Flexin Flexin like a bodybuilder bitch
Yeah im Flexin Flexin Flexin think im bob the builder bitch
Put my heart and soul in every line I spit
Starved and uncontrolled till I finally build a hit
They alarmed and won't ever wanna spit
Mishun is the top can't contradict
Yo girl a game cuz I got Contra on my dick
They like mishun you gotta stick with the script
Quit it fuckers I know ya'll tryna make shit rigged
Blessings on blessings but i know this shit not tipped
Luck aint got nothing to do with this shit
I got a push to start, you gotta push your car to start it
The fact your gas on E you try to disregard it
You better pay the fee before i come spark it
On a shootin spree dont even get me started
You better flee before they see you dropped dead
Your bitch look like she way too fuckin well fed
None of this shit will matter once I spread the lead
Give a tip enough to bring college kids from debt
Mishun is one name you wont ever forget
