Ducko McFli - Black iPhone Flex lyrics

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Ducko McFli - Black iPhone Flex lyrics

[Intro] Black iPhone 7 Black iPhone 7 Black iPhone 7 [Verse 1: Trinidad James] Gucci cross my body Black and gold my outtie Flexin' in the hills Don't nobody call me You call that b**h wife I think that she average Take a knee and hit that p**y, call me Colin Kaepernick Cash out for a feature We ain't showin' love D boys swear they gangsta D boys undercover Give me head in the coupe I feel like a rock star Give me head in the booth I need that for writer's block Gold rims flex I got Midas touch Gold teeth flex I got ice box My wrist super sick It got small pox You a yes man You don't call no shots Your b**h is a super freak Savage on the co*k That b**h call me every week I had to get a block [Hook: Trinidad James] New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex Turn up my message I ain't see your text [Verse 2: Mo Eazy] Whip it up in like a second Cooking up, I'm always cheffing Curry thotties cause I'm Stephen Momo DC what im reppin' Stay outta [?] like im [?] January to December Steady grind it's never end it You ain't did it for a minute Had it poppin' in the beginnin' Ain't she was intendin' Well Big blunts cookies in it Head chief the lieutenant Made a hit with no permission n***as looking at me crazy like who is this n***a my n***a Sour I got money, I got power I just rolled a zip of dour Had to drop a [?] New Black iPhone 7 flex tell 'em [Hook: Trinidad James] New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex Turn up my message I ain't see your text [Hook: Trinidad James] New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex New iPhone flex Black iPhone flex Turn up my message I ain't see your text