This is a song about "Flex on em"

Toss em down on the ground and squash em like sumo

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

On 9/11 i made them towers fall on em

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I don't usually spit on beats man, i produce em/

Flex rapping like im hard as shit

I got two whole tears in a bucket

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Flex man. rocking on that x man put flames on head never pay

I see graves with your names on 'em your belongings i'll pawn 'em

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Twins on deck call em siamese,

I'm everything that they call nice