im out here flexin

im out here flexin on you little lames boy i am a weapon You think you call shots, ibthink you may have the wrong number / I love Benjamin Franklin... more than his own mother” I got some weight on my shoulders, feel like feathers / More colors than the game Simon Says” i know about the gutter, its all gas no brakes bitch all i see is green lights Every night's a long night, every day's a holiday / I don't fuck with squares, I say that means you might be outta shape?” You cant keep up like you got limp ugh oh boy you an itch imma scratch like, lemme get 2 #4s Shake your whole heas/ Like the hit-stick, boy becarfull you talkin like wreckers boy Cus inbeen to the bottom and it's rocky like the creed fight I been masked up Robin the hood like them green tights Yea I met your girl and she really did seem nice, “I play the hand that was dealt, you folded under pressure, soft like felt they told you to bow and you knelt only way I ever fold is on a stretcher Now the decks stacked and i am holdin all aces I push it all in for the win no poker faces ten toes down all in no matter what the case is I know how this goes down let's begin hitter like that bass is can't catch me gingerbread yea I'm gone like Usain is exotic place oasis