Super Flexin Lyrics - Singles - Manolo Rose

[Intro] 

Fuck you niggas talking, money? 

Why the fuck you niggas talking money? 

Fuck you niggas talking, money? 

You broke niggas talking money? 

[Hook] 

I'm a different kind of nigga 

Coke dealer my profession 

Thousand dollar salad dressing 

We call that super flexing 

Fuck your fives, tens, and twenties 

Niggas counting hundreds 

Fuck your fives, tens, and twenties 

Niggas counting hundreds 

I'm a different kind of nigga 

Coke dealer my profession 

Thousand dollar salad dressing 

We call that super flexing 

I'm a different kind of nigga 

Coke dealer my profession 

Thousand dollar salad dressing 

We call that super flexing 

[Bridge] 

Got this shit for the low 

Hope this shit get across 

Niggas counting all these blessings 

Thousand dollar salad dressing 

Call that super flexing 

And that pussy getting bought 

We call that pussy x boy 

We call that pussy x boy 

All my niggas getting money, all my niggas getting money 

All my niggas getting money, all my niggas getting money 

[Verse 1] 

How can I lose when the bible open on a book of psalms, chapter 82 

Verse 6, all ye are gods and all ye are children of the Most High 

No weapons, just we shall prosper 

Hundred round drum sound like an opera 

You gone need six hail marys 

Couple [?] and two fucking witch doctors 

[Hook] + [Bridge] 

[Verse 2] 

I done seen my homie burn a couple blocks 

Shoot a couple cops, come home mix a lot 

Repent for the sins that he caught on his block 

Still get up and he sell off his rocks 

Riding round, standing through the sun roof 

Middle finger up to the coppers 

Two guns with me, black tooth 

Funeral attire, dare a nigga try us 

[Hook] + [Intro]