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(Featuring B Ceeze & Frenchie) [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame x2] Two Glocks, one blunt, and a bad bitch I'm flexing on these nigga's, Randy Savage Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, drink some Activist Bitches we be swapping out look like some actresses [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] I said I'm trying to see what's happening, little mama what's up Three diamond chains on me neck, with Texas in my cup Jumping off the top row, tell these bitches that's what's up Four hundred for the Ghost, I got a check, run it up Snatch a chain, you ain't tough Hundred racks, that's not enough Fucking bad, breaking swag, cute ass, that's up Exhale, I got a check Don't gotta borrow, it's on deck In my pocket, I'm gon pop it at your noggin, Randy Savage I'm a legend, boy you know it Hundred dollar bills I don't flex, I throw it Hopped in the club and I'm gon' roll it And these molly's we don' chewed it Your main bitch, we ran through it Leg dropping these bitches Blowing Backwood's, I can't do no fucking Swisher's SongtexteTake a picture [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame x2] Two Glocks, one blunt, and a bad bitch I'm flexing on these nigga's, Randy Savage Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, drink some Activist Bitches we be swapping out look like some actresses [Verse 2: B Ceeze] Gon' pop that pussy for a Squad nigga We ain't worrying bout your man, we let them bands hit him Money all I see, money all I know Money all I get, I stack it from the floor Twenty doves and fifties, no chains When on the dash, spent fifty on some earrings Nigga's saying what they know, we get big chains 2 Glocks, for these nigga's trying to hit man On the molly's and we rolling, better see you boy It's skinny clip, fully loaded, wanna beat you boy Stay flexing on a nigga, Randy Savage Catch me flexing on the coupe, with a bad bitch [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame x2] Two Glocks, one blunt, and a bad bitch I'm flexing on these nigga's, Randy Savage Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, drink some Activist Bitches we be swapping out look like some actresses [Verse 3: Frenchie] Flexing, hard, out this, planet Macho, man, Randy, Savage Bands Andre the giant, taller than that Call me Lex Luger, I got torcher racks You better keep your eyes open, for you take a trip with that undertaker I'm a stone cold nigga, middle finger up like fuck a hater Don't reach for my legs, I aim straight for the head Call my hatch razor remote,filling, raise his head Sony, got them, 808's Boy I'm straight with the cake Smell of the rocks cooking, that's straight up bass Kill them with this slow flow, cause most niggas got no flow Slow dope better than no dope, now that's a no-no [Hook: Waka Flocka Flame] Two Glocks, one blunt, and a bad bitch I'm flexing on these nigga's, Randy Savage Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, drink some Activist Bitches we be swapping out look like some actresses Aus Songtexte Mania