Music Video
Mrshamoozoo x Makavellii x VVS Prada - FLEXIN ft McBarz (Official Music Video)
Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jomar McCray
Songwriter:in
Quintel Daquan Garrett
Songwriter:in
Pranta Dey
Songwriter:in
Miles McCray
Songwriter:in
Alexis Aguirre
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mrshamoozoo
Produzent:in
TopKlass Ent
Produzent:in
ProdByLxcid
Produzent:in
Lyrics
Do what you gotta do
Its just me and Shamoozoo
You know its the mob
Ynot the mob
Cant get no higher
Cant get no flyer
Get what I want I don't ever compete
Don't worry bout them
They not better than me
When you sit at the top
It be better to see
I go straight for the neck
Make it harder to breath
I done ran up my racks
And I don't fuck rats
Get stuck in the trap bout tha cheese
You never can lack
Fuck around and get wacked
In a crowd tryna tug on my sleeve
My plug know I'm picky
But I be consistent
The more on your body
The lower the ticket
Realized the fake love
And I started keeping my distance
If It don't concern you
Then stay out my business
When you look at my eyes
It's the face of the realest
Go to war bout my fam
I don't play bout my village
This shit ain't a gimmick
This ain't for an image
They know how I'm living
Me and shamoozoo like lil dirk and jerry
We get together it's scary
I'm making magic like harry
I ain't a problem
She call me daddy like she was my toddler
Post with that stick like I'm taking a pic
You would have thought I'm a model
But this aint a prop
Take off your top
Just like the picture got cropped
They want me flock like I was a kid
But Ill take em head on
I'm head strong
They wanna come follow me
Cuz they was led wrong
Aint no connecting with me
If you aint got a fee
We cant even link
It's a dead zone
Pushing these pounds around the town
I thought a broke **** said something
These **** is scary
These **** think I am a villain but I am just chillin
Just me and Shamoozoo
We running up racks to the ceiling
Off illegal dealings
Ain't sparing no feelings
You weak you a bitch just like Krillin
You **** is kiddin
Got to many bars for them ****
Yeah they was confused
Yeah they thought it was prison
Get what I want I don't ever compete
Don't worry bout them
They not better than me
When you sit at the top
It be better to see
I go straight for the neck
Make it harder to breath
I done ran up my racks
And I don't fuck rats
Get stuck in the trap bout tha cheese
You never can lack
Fuck around and get wacked
In a crowd tryna tug on my sleeve
My plug know I'm picky
But I be consistent
The more on your body
The lower the ticket
Realized the fake love
And I started keeping my distance
If It don't concern you
Then stay out my business
When you look at my eyes
It's the face of the realest
Go to war bout my fam
I don't play bout my village
This shit ain't a gimmick
This ain't for an image
They know how I'm living
Took too many Ls
Now I'm on the next letter
Get to the bag
I'm a real go getter
Wondering when shit would get better
As I keep talking
She keep gettin wetter
Turn me up I'm in my element
We been goin up
I keep tellin em
Been passin this shit like a
Test to my testament
I'm settin the price
I don't give out no estimates
Outta the mud
All that shit I been sellin em
Speak to em right
Tryna Dodge all them sentences
Focused on politics
Stackin dead presidents
Comin in first and that's
Just by precedence
Look at this shit
I got my own Residence
Keep on pushin it
Ain't no way we ending this
Keep out the way
I don't need no enemies
Fuck it I'm done
Now it's the end of this
These **** is scary
These **** think I am a villain but I am just chillin
Just me and Shamoozoo
We running up racks to the ceiling
Off illegal dealings
Ain't sparing no feelings
You weak you a bitch just like Krillin
You **** is kiddin
Got to many bars for them ****
Yeah they was confused
Yeah they thought it was prison
Get what I want I don't ever compete
Don't worry bout them
They not better than me
When you sit at the top
It be better to see
I go straight for the neck
Make it harder to breath
I done ran up my racks
And I don't fuck rats
Get stuck in the trap bout tha cheese
You never can lack
Fuck around and get wacked
In a crowd tryna tug on my sleeve
My plug know I'm picky
But I be consistent
The more on your body
The lower the ticket
Realized the fake love
And I started keeping my distance
If It don't concern you
Then stay out my business
When you look at my eyes
It's the face of the realest
Go to war bout my fam
I don't play bout my village
This shit ain't a gimmick
This ain't for an image
They know how I'm living
Written by: Alexis Aguirre, Jomar McCray, Miles McCray, Pranta Dey, Quintel Daquan Garrett
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