Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
leon m whitted
Songwriter
Lyrics
Girl come through and kick it
I aint seen yo ass in a minute
I don't count all those pictures that you snap me or i comment on insta...
Gram
Just take my hand
We fly far away, to a distant land, more
Pixie dust than Peter Pan don't be afraid I'll tink ya bell
Get you hot until you melt
Ring it long I do it well
So good that you gotta tell your friends
That Manolo is the truth
Manolo is the man
Cuz I got all this game
Dont you ever try to play with me
Cuz my myplayer always scores 50 but sometimes 30 occasionally
I'm just saying
I'll forever be reigning as the underdog king
Odds forever in my favor AH!
When i send a text Ima need a text back
If not we wont last i promise thats a fact
If I dont answer, then Im probably chasing racks
Whether I'm writing all these bars or producing all this crack
So dont flex
Dont flex
So dont flex
Dont flex
Dont flex
Dont flex
Dont flex
Dont flex
Dont flex on a **** now
Written by: leon m whitted