Super Flexin (Remix)

[Intro/Outro: Manolo Rose] Fuck, you niggas talking money? Why the fuck you niggas talking money? Fuck, you niggas talking money? You broke niggas talking money? [Pre-Hook: Manolo Rose] I’m a different kinda nigga Coke dealer my profession Thousand dollar salad dressing We call that super flexin' Fuck your fives, tens, and twenties Niggas counting hundreds! Fuck your fives, tens, and twenties Niggas counting hundreds! [Hook: Manolo Rose] (x2) I’m a different kinda nigga Coke dealer my profession Thousand dollar salad dressing We call that super flexin' [Verse 1: Manolo Rose] Got the shit for the low, hope the shit get across Nigga counting all his blessings, thousand dollar salad dressing Call that super flexin', in that pussy getting bored We call that pussy export, we call that pussy export All my niggas getting money, all my niggas getting money All my niggas getting money, all my niggas getting money How can I lose when the Bible open on the book of Psalms, chapter 82 Verse 6, all ye are gods and all ye are children of the Most High?! Whoo! No weapons, just we shall prosper Hundred round drum sound like an opera You gon' need six hail marys Couple humdulilahs and two fucking witch doctors [Pre-Hook] + [Hook] [Verse 2: French Montana] Made my first hundred off the blow Then I made my first mill with Ross Now you catch me with Diddy flexin' From the South Bronx countin' up my blessings Montana be the king of the slow flow 'Fore I bagged Coco, bagged coco All black Maybach through the block In the back, me, Diddy and Sanaa Just had to just see my nigga Chinx drop All-black, off-white with the mink top 44 to your three-quarter tank top Real niggas still pull up by Frank shop Chapter 37, 357 157, hit you with 7 Crack up your rib, lift up your melon Take off your ski mask and turn into dressing Hit a nigga with my window closed And go lay up where the window blow Mixing pills, mixing liquor I'm a different kinda nigga, haaannn! [Pre-Hook] + [Hook] [Outro/Intro]