NoFlexxin

[Chorus: Slim Guerilla]
So ya hustling and ya gotcha money long
You flexing cash, all the people know you on
You kicking back and you sipping on that strong
Too much flexing, you get popped up in yo dome
So ya hustling and ya gotcha money long
You flexing cash, all the people know you on
You kicking back and you sipping on that strong
Too much flexing, you get popped up in yo dome

[Verse 1: Kam Curry]
Coming up overnight ain't easy, that's why a nigga just be easy
My time will come, fuck a hype beast, I'ma get it when I get it
Don't lie to me, I don't need no part time fans cause I hustle full time
Either way I'ma shine so really close your blinds
Peeping through my window, you peeping toms
All up in a nigga's business, listening to all my secrеts
Probably know what size my penis, if you know me so much peep this
Thеn you should know Kam is a genius, if you don't know The Bible don't preach it
So who the fuck are you to judge me, you ain't who a nigga try to please
Enemies see that my style is different, y'all's look the same like Chinese
Yeah I'm offensive, why you been so sensitive, yo crew is lunch meat
You don't want to place a bet on me cause I guarantee you get scratched out
Goddamn it, these backstabbers might try to blow your back out
So you should maybe wanna back out but you end up like Pacquiao
My beats banging like them 9k Desert Eagles and several jewelry stack house
Money tall as the walls at Shaq house
When I get it, believe it that I'm gon' spaz out
Probably with the Glock and the motherfucking mask out
Don't need water boy, don't recommend it
Mix fire and Earth, I'm airbending

[Chorus: Slim Guerilla]
So ya hustling and ya gotcha money long
You flexing cash, all the people know you on
You kicking back and you sipping on that strong
Too much flexing, you get popped up in yo dome
So ya hustling and ya gotcha money long
You flexing cash, all the people know you on
You kicking back and you sipping on that strong
Too much flexing, you get popped up in yo dome

[Verse 2: Slim Guerilla]
Man fuck these bitches, they stab you in the motherfucking back
Soon as they see you with some money they wanna collect up all yo stacks
And spend that shit on some meals and some motherfucking dresses
Man I don't understand man, the battle of the fucking sexes
Man you gotta pimp these sluts, and you gotta watch these niggas
These niggas is quick to pull these triggas up in yo fuckin' dome
Run up in yo home, then all yo shit is gone
Then you lookin' like man what the fuck, man what am I doing this for
Man you better get your mind right, you niggas is silly man
Tryna get high, tryna get away from the lies
You better stick to the truth, stay true in the booth
Niggas real come through and they will try to fucking shoot ya

[Chorus: Slim Guerilla]
So ya hustling and ya gotcha money long
You flexing cash, all the people know you on
You kicking back and you sipping on that strong
Too much flexing, you get popped up in yo dome
So ya hustling and ya gotcha money long
You flexing cash, all the people know you on
You kicking back and you sipping on that strong
Too much flexing, you get popped up in yo dome