Flexin'
Rejjie Snow Lyrics


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This is how we do it, yeah
You niggas don't want it, man
My money don't fold, sho 'nuff
Keep it in a rubber band
Young niggas just flexin'
Since '96, I had gold all on my necklace
Young niggas just flexin'
Now I ride around with Alexis in my Lexus
Nigga, I'm just flexing

Cracker cracker (uh huh)
Knick-knack-paddy-whack
Crashing up that Audi
I'm a schizo when I spit on track
This that shit that God was playing
In his fucking dreams
Beg the boy to river-dance, I'm
Irish, what you fucking mean?
Come, girl, shake your laffy taffy
Breakdance on my mama's Camry
Fade away, my knuckles knocking
Purple fluid, zombie walking
Sick of all you rappers claiming
"Plug, plug", that's kinda awkward
Sick of all you thotties' plastic booties
All my homies slaughtered
Still my boys shoot at police
Tippy-toeing through the streets
Crooked cops and fucking opps
Record deals for major props
Cruising time, recline the whip
Playing all my newest shit
Playing all my greatest hits
Greatest rapper, suck my dick

This is how we do it, yeah
You niggas don't want it, man
My money don't fold, sho 'nuff
Keep it in a rubber band
Young niggas just flexin'
Since '96, I had gold all on my necklace
Young niggas just flexin'
Now I ride around with Alexis in my Lexus
Nigga, I'm just flexing

Flexing, flexing, flexing, flexing
Gold all in my diamond necklace
Pockets swole, you got me reckless
Chickenpox since '97
Shotgun sitting, playing Marvin
Cruising, ramen noodle sponsored
Rap you like that Christmas concert
Belly's aching, fuck tomorrow
Dreams of head inside the Lexus
Call me back, I'm sick of texting
Little boy, those skinny legs was
Fucking youts on intermission
Sloppy toppy, Mrs Simpson
She was bad and we were Christian
Beg your pardon? Fuck the witness
Gold chain, no case, love the system

I've got something on my mind (on my mind)
That I'm pimping these flows, dolomite (dolomite)
I've got some Henny in my cup (in my cup)
That I'm chugging all night till the sun

This is how we do it, yeah
You niggas don't want it, man
My money don't fold, sho 'nuff
Keep it in a rubber band
Young niggas just flexin'
Since '96, I had gold all on my necklace
Young niggas just flexin'
Now I ride around with Alexis in my Lexus
Nigga, I'm just flexing

I see you niggas watching
This is how we flex
Keep it 100, no fronting
This is how we flex

This is how we do it, yeah
You niggas don't want it, man
My money don't fold, sho 'nuff
Keep it in a rubber band
Young niggas just flexin'
Since '96, I had gold all on my necklace
Young niggas just flexin'
Now I ride around with Alexis in my Lexus
Nigga, I'm just flexing

Flashing off of that light switch
My fists know them slave ships




My boo white, she hood rich
This album one and my first skit

Overall Meaning

The song "Flexin'" by Rejjie Snow is a hip-hop track that speaks about the rapper's success and extravagance. The opening lines of the song "This is how we do it, yeah / You niggas don't want it, man" make it clear that the song is about the rapper proving his worth to the world. He continues with his success by stating that his money doesn't fold and that he's keeping it in a rubber band. The chorus "Young niggas just flexin' / Since '96, I had gold all on my necklace / Now I ride around with Alexis in my Lexus / Nigga, I'm just flexing" emphasizes his success and how he's been flexing since the '90s.


The second verse of the song speaks about his experiences as a rapper, with lines such as "Sick of all you rappers claiming 'Plug, plug', that's kinda awkward" and "Cruising time, recline the whip / Playing all my newest shit / Playing all my greatest hits / Greatest rapper, suck my dick" shows his arrogance and confidence in his skills. The third verse of the track details Rejjie Snow's extravagant lifestyle, with lines such as "Gold all in my diamond necklace / Pockets swole, you got me reckless" and "Dreams of head inside the Lexus / Call me back, I'm sick of texting" showing his wealth and desire for a lavish lifestyle.


The overall theme of the song is about Rejjie Snow proving his worth in the hip-hop world and flexing his success and wealth. The song is an anthem for those who have been grinding for success and finally achieved it as a way to show it off to the world.


Line by Line Meaning

This is how we do it, yeah
I'm about to share how we live our lives and show you how we ball.


You niggas don't want it, man
You broke haters can't handle my lifestyle, so don't even try to compete with me.


My money don't fold, sho 'nuff
My money is coming in so fast, it's really hard to spend it all even if I tried to.


Keep it in a rubber band
I'm too rich to care. I just bundle up my cash with a rubber band.


Young niggas just flexin'
We're just young, rich, and trying to show the world how great our lives are.


Since '96, I had gold all on my necklace
I've been balling since I was born. I've always had gold around my neck.


Now I ride around with Alexis in my Lexus
I'm driving a Lexus and I've got a girl named Alexis with me, reminding me of how far I've come.


Nigga, I'm just flexing
I'm not trying to prove anything, just basking in my glory.


Come, girl, shake your laffy taffy
Hey girl, let's just have fun and party.


Breakdance on my mama's Camry
Let's break it down and dance even on my poor mother's old car.


Fade away, my knuckles knocking
I'm so faded, I can barely feel the music when it hits hard.


Purple fluid, zombie walking
We're all high and moving around like zombies, but we don't care.


Sick of all you rappers claiming, "Plug, plug", that's kinda awkward
I'm tired of hearing about all these rappers with their drug plugs. It's weird and uncomfortable.


Sick of all you thotties' plastic booties
I'm over all the fake women with their surgically enhanced booties.


All my homies slaughtered
I've lost a lot of friends in the process of living my life and chasing my dreams.


Still my boys shoot at police
My friends are soldiers and will shoot at anyone who threatens their lives or freedom, even the police.


Tippy-toeing through the streets
We're always keeping it low-key and trying to avoid the attention of the authorities.


Crooked cops and fucking opps
We're constantly plagued by corrupt policemen and opposition.


Record deals for major props
I'm not interested in signing with anyone because I've made it big without them.


Cruising time, recline the whip
I'm driving around and enjoying my time, so I might as well recline my seat to relax.


Playing all my newest shit
I'm sharing my latest music with my friends and soundsystems.


Playing all my greatest hits
I'm also sharing some of my most successful and popular music with them.


Greatest rapper, suck my dick
I'm confident that I'm the greatest rapper alive and I'm not afraid to say it.


Gold all in my diamond necklace
I'm wearing a flashy diamond-studded gold chain around my neck.


Pockets swole, you got me reckless
I've got so much money in my pockets, so it's making me careless and reckless.


Chickenpox since '97
I'm sick with the disease of balling and I've been that way since I was young.


Shotgun sitting, playing Marvin
I've got my girl sitting in the passenger seat, and we're listening to Marvin Gaye's smooth music.


Cruising, ramen noodle sponsored
We're just driving around aimlessly, as if it were sponsored by top-ramen noodle cups.


Rap you like that Christmas concert
I'm rapping to you and it's like a Christmas concert: loud and epic.


Belly's aching, fuck tomorrow
I'm hungry and craving some good food, but I'm too busy enjoying myself to think about tomorrow's responsibilities.


Dreams of head inside the Lexus
I'm daydreaming about a girl giving me oral sex inside my Lexus.


Call me back, I'm sick of texting
I don't want to text you anymore, just call me back.


Little boy, those skinny legs was
I'm making fun of someone with skinny legs or a young boy.


Fucking youts on intermission
I'm having sex with some young girls during my breaks in the music performance.


Sloppy toppy, Mrs Simpson
I'm receiving a really sloppy and unskilled oral sex from an amateur girl named Mrs. Simpson.


She was bad and we were Christian
Mrs. Simpson was attractive, but we both feel bad because we're both Christians.


Beg your pardon? Fuck the witness
I don't care what you're saying, I'm just going to have sex with whoever I want and commit whatever crimes I see fit.


Gold chain, no case, love the system
As long as I'm wearing my flashy gold chain and not getting caught by the law, I'm happy with the system.


Flashing off of that light switch
I'm showing off and bragging using a light switch as my prop.


My fists know them slave ships
I'm not afraid to fight for my freedom and justice, even if it means challenging my oppressors.


My boo white, she hood rich
My girlfriend is white, but she grew up in the hood and has some street smarts.


This album one and my first skit
This album is complete and contains my first skit, which is a milestone for me and my career.


I see you niggas watching
I know my haters are watching me and I'm enjoying that, because I'm just living my best life.


This is how we flex
This is how we show everyone how successful we are, by just living life to the fullest and having a great time.


Keep it 100, no fronting
I'm just keeping it real and being honest with myself and others. No need to fake anything.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ALEX ANYAEGBUNAM, COLUMBUS SMITH III, EBENEZER FABIYI, TIM HENSHAW

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