(Intro) It’s me and Mac p Boy yo pussy need a maxi? Nigga I don’t know, why you ask me? Yeah, I fuck his bitch, she trynna ask me? Pull up with that Choppa on the back seat (Verse 1 - Fenix Flexin') You bitches broke, I don’t play dat Me n’ my niggas, yeah we stay strapped These niggas like to play, we don’t play around Like he boutta take a nap, we finna lay him down I gotta Hunnid, nigga all hunnids This a hundred round drum, gottem all runnin’ Get to tweaking like we off something Aye, He fuck wit me we finna off something I might drop another 4 up in this big blue This yo bitch? Boi, I’m trynna get my issue Put this pistol on ya partna, get that tissue This a FN , it’s rippin thru ya tissue Aye, nigga whatcha mean? We dem niggas poppin when we on the scene We dem niggas poppin percs pouring leans Keep it real, he can’t come around He ain’t green You ain’t see 20 bands?....Boi your 27 ! Got the drop, hit his block up wit this Mac 11 Caught yo dawg at the light, gotta interception When niggas look at me, they get a misconception (Chorus -Fenix Flexin') I’m a dope dealer, he a broke nigga You the type to get involved with a gold digger I don’t know bout y’all, but I’m a Go Getter Get this glocky on my hip, that bitch a dome splitter. (X2)
