osamason - text back

Yeah, yeah, she said she love my style Trackhawk engine and it's flyin' through the town Look around, look around, can you hear me right now? Yeah, it's mud in my cup, you know what I'm on Yeah, tats on my ribs and tats on my arms (yeah) Can't tell me how to live, yeah, I made it this far (made it) Can't tell me how to live, yeah, I made it this far (made it) Wanna flex on the flexer? (flex, flex) Woke up geeked, sorry, don't think I can text her (yeah, no) Chrome Hearts glassеs, say I dress like a professor (beep, beep) But I'm likе, "Nah, bitch, you hangin' with the flexer" (flex, flex) Hit my slime like (Slime, slime), "Pour up, we got the next one" (woah) We count ARPs and hope that we'll catch some (boop-boop-boop-boop) Nigga keep talkin' 'bout this and that, don't be the next one, yeah (boop-boop) Rick Owen pants (Beep-beep), spend some racks on Goyard (Yeah), 'cause it hold all of my bands (yeah) Spend racks on pour up (Yeah), then I did it again (yeah) I'm off this X, might throw up (Yeah), in the back, countin' up them bands (yeah) Yeah, flex on my hands (yeah) Bih' flexin' for them bands (yeah) Bih' flexin' for them bands (yeah) Bih' flexin' for them bands (yeah) Bih' flexin' for them bands (yeah) Yeah, yeah, she said she love my style Trackhawk engine and it's flyin' through the town Look around, look around, can you hear me right now? Yeah, it's mud in my cup, you know what I'm on Yeah, tats on my ribs and tats on my arms (yeah) Can't tell me how to live, yeah, I made it this far (made it) Can't tell me how to live, yeah, I made it this far (made it) Wanna flex on the flexer? (flex, flex) Woke up geeked, sorry, don't think I can text her (yeah, no)