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No Flex Zone (Remix)

Rae Sremmurd
2014-01-014:46 minSynced lyrics

"No Flex Zone (Remix)" is a song by Rae Sremmurd, released in 2014 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:46 long and contains 185 lines and 850 words.

Lyrics

0:01Won a gold medal
0:03And a gold bezel
0:04I treat it so special
0:06Now ya ho jealous
0:09Freak hoes got several
0:10They tens or better
0:12I'm a trendsetter
0:15I'm a go-getter
0:16When I slide down the ave
0:17I'm f**kin' trippin' (damn)
0:20Maserati bat black
0:22All I wanna know is where the cash at
0:24TNT tucked in my 'rillo
0:26Hundred racks under my pillow
0:28Different styles I'm so versatile
0:30Ni**a you know like I know
0:32Jimmy Lil Swae
0:33Hoes on the chase
0:34Cash in the air make her
0:35Forget her date
0:36Heard of my plan
0:37She f**kin' with me anyway
0:38If she thicky like Nicki
0:39I put that p**sy on my plate
0:40How you not notice
0:40The flyest niggas in the place
0:42I hit the liquid
0:43And started drippin' into space
0:44You blowe and blowin' kisses at your baby
0:46Have fun shoot like mikely
0:48Throwin' out a f**kin' end
0:50I'm blowin' money in the wind
0:52I'm sick of wearin' skinny jeans
0:54I'm more into wearin' Louis V's
0:56These hoes don't f**kin' listen
0:58These niggas don't pay attention
1:00These b**ches are not yours
1:02We keep them on all fours
1:04Breakin' down' rollin' up potent
1:05Sippin' champagne like soda
1:07Poppin' red b**ches like cola
1:09Trunk beat like Eardrummers
1:10Sremm killed the haters
1:11God bless 'em
1:12Mothaf**kas still
1:12All in my bone marrow
1:13Flyin' through the air
1:14Like a f**kin' air devil
1:15All these broke niggas
1:16Just fish in a barrel
1:17Now back up in the tatoo
1:21No flex zone
1:22No flex zone
1:24They know better
1:26They know better
1:28No flex zone
1:30No flex zone
1:32They know better
1:34They know better
1:36Won a gold medal
1:38And a gold bezel
1:40I treat it so special
1:42Now ya ho jealous
1:44Freak hoes got several
1:46They tens or better
1:48I'm a trendsetter
1:50I'm a go-getter
1:52Hell no you can't use my lip gloss
1:54Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
1:56A** still fat it's on Rick Ross
1:58You b**ches make a ni**a dick soft
2:00B**ch ball like I'm at tip off
2:02Get it wet then I rub the tip on
2:04Rag and Bone jeans I can slip off
2:06B**ch I've been hot
2:07Since flip phones
2:08Running this game for 5 years
2:10Guess that's why my feet hurt
2:12Wonder when they bite me
2:14Do these b**ches' teeth hurt
2:16Yes I am an icon
2:18That's me on your T-shirt
2:20Thought you knew it better
2:22Do your f**king research
2:24You ain't know this the no rip zone
2:26This the You can't beat Nic zone
2:28Madison Square
2:29When the Knicks home
2:30I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
2:32I like bad b**ches
2:33Cause they like bad b**ches too
2:34I like hood niggas
2:35With a bad attitude
2:36They could never reach Young Nick
2:37Magnitude
2:38Even if they had a longitude
2:39Latitude
2:40Listen up ho this is my territory
2:42You are my son
2:43Like an episode of Maury
2:44Like an episode of ER
2:45B**ch I'm hotter than the D R
2:46When it comes to rap skills
2:47Nobody wanna see her
2:48Motherf**kers flexin
2:49Motherf**kers acting
2:50B**ches is my sons
2:51And they causin' contractions
2:52Ain't pushing out
2:53I'ma give them to the clinic
2:54Cah wait
2:54We nuh rate dem gyal
2:55And dem gimmick
2:56Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
2:58This ni**a keep staring at my phone
3:00But if you're ugly
3:01It's a no text zone
3:02It's a no sex zone
3:03It's a no flex zone
3:04Wack sauce
3:05I can hear it in your tone
3:06This ni**a keep staring at my phone
3:08But if you're ugly
3:09It's a no text zone
3:10It's a no sex zone
3:11It's a no flex zone
3:12No flex zone
3:14No flex zone
3:16They know better
3:18They know better
3:20No flex zone
3:22No flex zone
3:24They know better
3:26They know better
3:28Who ain't waiting on King Push
3:30Got niggas checking
3:31For them new flows
3:32Sold more d**e than the old Jigga
3:34Now niggas calling me the new Hov
3:36Let the coupe go
3:37Planetarium
3:38Let the roof go like Cesarean
3:40Clear my section ni**a
3:41No flexing ni**a
3:41Just a hunnid bottles they carrying
3:44Cross the border
3:45Like I lost a daughter
3:46This foreign ni**a
3:47He ain't know better
3:48Him pick and choose
3:48Where them bullets fly
3:50I lose the plane on this fool ni**a
3:52Bought d**e with my album budget
3:54Play Cloths was the blueprint
3:56Four million in four seasons
3:58F**k who care for my fashion sense
4:00Tell a ho come
4:00And swim in the money (splash)
4:02Broke niggas just stop at the heel
4:04I could body paint
4:05You in them name brands
4:06And put a red bow on the wheels
4:07See I'm just in and out
4:08I call a rent a mouth
4:10Suck the ice out of a bezel
4:11Use my rap persona
4:12F**k baby mommas
4:14Still killin' haters
4:15God bless em'
4:16No flex zone
4:18No flex zone
4:20They know better
4:22They know better
4:24No flex zone
4:26No flex zone
4:28They know better
4:30They know better
4:32Won a gold medal
4:34And a gold bezel
4:36I treat it so special
4:38Now ya ho jealous
4:40Freak hoes got several
4:42They tens or better
4:44I'm a trendsetter
4:46I'm a go-getter
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now ya ho jealous
Freak hoes  got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter
When I slide down the ave
I'm f**kin' trippin' (damn)
Maserati bat black
All I wanna know is where the cash at
TNT tucked in my 'rillo
Hundred racks under my pillow
Different styles  I'm so versatile
Ni**a you know like I know
Jimmy  Lil Swae
Hoes on the chase
Cash in the air make her
Forget her date
Heard of my plan
She f**kin' with me anyway
If she thicky like Nicki
I put that p**sy on my plate
How you not notice
The flyest niggas in the place
I hit the liquid
And started drippin' into space
You blowe and blowin' kisses at your baby
Have fun shoot like mikely
Throwin' out a f**kin' end
I'm blowin' money in the wind
I'm sick of wearin' skinny jeans
I'm more into wearin' Louis V's
These hoes don't f**kin' listen
These niggas don't pay attention
These b**ches are not yours
We keep them on all fours
Breakin' down'  rollin' up potent
Sippin' champagne like soda
Poppin' red b**ches like cola
Trunk beat like Eardrummers
Sremm killed the haters
God bless 'em
Mothaf**kas still
All in my bone marrow
Flyin' through the air
Like a f**kin' air devil
All these broke niggas
Just fish in a barrel
Now back up in the tatoo
No flex zone
No flex zone
They know better
They know better
No flex zone
No flex zone
They know better
They know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now ya ho jealous
Freak hoes  got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter
Hell no you can't use my lip gloss
Pop a perc' now I'm on lift off
A** still fat  it's on Rick Ross
You b**ches  make a ni**a dick soft
B**ch ball like I'm at tip off
Get it wet  then I rub the tip on
Rag and Bone jeans I can slip off
B**ch I've been hot
Since flip phones
Running this game for 5 years
Guess that's why my feet hurt
Wonder when they bite me
Do these b**ches' teeth hurt
Yes I am an icon
That's me on your T-shirt
Thought you knew it better
Do your f**king research
You ain't know this the no rip zone
This the You can't beat Nic zone
Madison Square
When the Knicks home
I live next door to Brad Pitt's home
I like bad b**ches
Cause they like bad b**ches too
I like hood niggas
With a bad attitude
They could never reach Young Nick
Magnitude
Even if they had a longitude
Latitude
Listen up ho  this is my territory
You are my son
Like an episode of Maury
Like an episode of ER
B**ch I'm hotter than the D R
When it comes to rap skills
Nobody wanna see her
Motherf**kers flexin
Motherf**kers acting
B**ches is my sons
And they causin' contractions
Ain't pushing out
I'ma give them to the clinic
Cah wait
We nuh rate dem gyal
And dem gimmick
Wack sauce I can hear it in your tone
This ni**a keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly
It's a no text zone
It's a no sex zone
It's a no flex zone
Wack sauce
I can hear it in your tone
This ni**a keep staring at my phone
But if you're ugly
It's a no text zone
It's a no sex zone
It's a no flex zone
No flex zone
No flex zone
They know better
They know better
No flex zone
No flex zone
They know better
They know better
Who ain't waiting on King Push
Got niggas checking
For them new flows
Sold more d**e than the old Jigga
Now niggas calling me the new Hov
Let the coupe go
Planetarium
Let the roof go like Cesarean
Clear my section ni**a
No flexing ni**a
Just a hunnid bottles they carrying
Cross the border
Like I lost a daughter
This foreign ni**a
He ain't know better
Him pick and choose
Where them bullets fly
I lose the plane on this fool ni**a
Bought d**e with my album budget
Play Cloths was the blueprint
Four million in four seasons
F**k who care for my fashion sense
Tell a ho come
And swim in the money (splash)
Broke niggas just stop at the heel
I could body paint
You in them name brands
And put a red bow on the wheels
See I'm just in and out
I call a rent a mouth
Suck the ice out of a bezel
Use my rap persona
F**k baby mommas
Still killin' haters
God bless em'
No flex zone
No flex zone
They know better
They know better
No flex zone
No flex zone
They know better
They know better
Won a gold medal
And a gold bezel
I treat it so special
Now ya ho jealous
Freak hoes  got several
They tens or better
I'm a trendsetter
I'm a go-getter

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