The Most Subtle Flex Ever

[Verse] It's the subtle flex and know that imma creep right in Screaming love, peace, and chicken grease, my deep fried friends I'm on the street until I complete my ends Can't sleep but fuck it, life is just a dream I'm in And can't call it, man this weed is anabolic Got me stalling trying to leave the crib And I can't find my wallet, them just stoner nigga problems Man, I manage, although at times outlandish fella I'm cooling with a bitch from Spanish novellas Twisting like a propeller It's Dom's house from in the attic to down in the cellar I'm brainstorming for the one's who ignored they umbrellas Let the sky fall cause we already high above it Ain't no need to check on how I am and how I've been blunted And I ain't feeling nothing, your rap sheet is all cheats All heat, blazing a trail, you niggas is frost feet I'mma be the reason that you shook and you lost sleep You baby ass niggas still locked in your carseat I'm slept on like Mark Price But I'm the voice of the kids like Nancy Cartwright Come on dog, bark right You need to get your heart right Flow down, Act right, fresh beats and a mic And I'm in that bitch all night You love life? Well I'm fucking your girl Before I'm done, I'll pull it out and just bust on the world Money make the globe spin and I'm in lust with the twirl This is a gem, my flow covered in pearls Nigga who selling churros [Outro] Caus-, Cause them bitches is fire. (Churros is good). Yeah, and they go good with horchata. Horchata taste good with 'em? Ya know I be on my Spanish shit. My Spanish bitch. Yeah (laughs) I want some of yo Brown Sugar (x2) This for the bitches right here. Here look: I want some of yo Brown Sugar (x2) Y'all like that? That's my lil Ray J I want some of yo Brown Sugar Yeah that was fire right there. I wanna hear that back, lemme hear that back. Let me here just the singing part, that shit sound fire I want some of yo Brown Sugar (x2) I stretched that one out [Skit] Hey nigga, you did get some more Zig-Zags, didn't you? Oh shit nigga i forgot What the fuck you mean you forgot nigga That’s the whole reason we went up in that motherfucker My bad man damn i just want some rubbers man you know I’m just tryna go to Monique’s house tonight Whatever man, hey man, ya'll wanna hit this shit, homie? we cool Fuck ya’ll Muslim’s or sumin No we just don’t do that Fuck it mo' for me Tryna be generous to you little nigga’s and look how you do man i dont understand youngsters nowadays boy A man pass that shit back this way Fuck you boy you ain’t getting no zig zag You ain’t getting no drig drag punk That shit raw nigga, I should be a motherfucking rapper or summin Yeah right, I'm harder than D.M.C Man you crazy nigga I’m more serious than a motherfucker, make a whole album about smoking weed Nigga ain’t nobody ‘bout to buy no album about smoking weed If i get some fresh ass beats like this right here boy, we’ll sell millions ,Weed is universal, you name me one great that don’t smoke bud See, nigga i’ll sell millions i’m telling you, call that mo'fucker the weed album, errybody getting high