[Intro: Fenix Flexin]
Ayy (The Mob is not a business, it's a way of life)
Ayy, ayy
Bitch
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
I'm with Peso, n***as know that that my twin (That my twin)
No half stepping, n***as thugging 'til the end ('Til the end)
Where to start, bitch? Where do I begin? (Ayy, ayy)
(Ooh, Quad, this shit bang)
I'll get that n***a gone, drop the pin
I'm with Peso, n***as know we really on that (Really on that)
You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh)
You got some Wock'? Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that)
This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho)
I'm with Peso, n***as know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin')
We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies)
I was doing all the things that you wasn't (That you wasn't)
I be faded off this lean, I ain't buzzin' (Sippin' drank)

[Verse 1: Peso Peso]
I got five chopsticks on the kitchen counter
I can understand the fact that you would never want your bitch around me
I'm in a Bentley and my n***a Glizzy splashed up in a Hyundai
All these chains 'round my neck, thought I joined the Illuminati
Yeah, PesoFlexin, but it came from moving big weight
He went to jail and started telling, he ain't make it past intake
I'm a master in the trap, call me Peso Sensei
And how you hating on me when you ain't even got your rent paid?
All my whips real fast, but that don't mean I wanna race
Get on the side of my car and I'ma open up your face
And, yeah, you got chopsticks, but you ain't gon' shoot shit
So let's keep it real n***a, man, you ain't really that safe with it
I'll splash up, whack a n***a quick, broad day with it
You broke and I'm rich, lil' n***a, we are way different
I got kicked out of school, I ain't get a cap and gown
And when you walk in my trap, you gotta get patted down
And I be drippin' so hard, lil' bitch, grab a towel
And if you ain't beneficial, don't bring your ass around
Ayy, I'm getting money in my new whip
These n***as talking on the 'net, but when they see me, ain't gon' do shit
Do my dirt by myself 'cause these n***as got loose lips
And I'm in your bitch mouth like some motherfucking toothpicks
And me and Fenix locked in, play with him, I'ma shoot shit
I just finessed on the plug, now that n***a's all clueless
I'm with Fenix, lil' n***a, we got hoes on the way
A n***a better not play 'cause we know where he stay
And we be running to the money 'cause we don't wanna wait
And, n***a, how is you a boss? You ain't holding no weight
Yeah, I'm with Fenix, lil' n***a, bitch, we flexed up
After we go and rescore, n***a, gon' put the rest up
Nah, we ain't next up, n***a, we the best up
And they talking like they got it, but these n***as need to catch up
[Verse 2: Fenix Flexin]
Put that lil' money up, this some big boy shit
You ain't fucking that bitch right, she need some big boy dick
Ayy (Ayy), big bands on me, I got 'em right now
Tell that pussy ass n***a, "Better pipe down"
I'll go and bless a n***a, send him up to God
We done made it out the struggle, n***as beat the odds
If it wasn't for this rap, I'd be tryna rob
Shoot a opp in his leg like he Cheddar Bob
We'll kill a n***a mama playing with the mob
I done came a long way from working at a job
Sold dope, n***a, I sold Xans
Now I'm making bands, n***a, out in France
Ooh, this bitch, she tryna get me out my pants
I be buying hella Bape from Japan
You ain't thuggin', you just thuggin' for the 'Gram
God damn, that's that shit I can't stand
N***a, you ain't even on that type of time
Fenix Flexin, I'm with Peso, we don't play around
Ayy, like I'm penny pinching, I won't drop a dime
This bitch say she hate a n***a, told her, "Get in line"
I be hangin' with the birds, I ain't with the slimes
Hit her with that Perc' dick and it blew her mind
I'ma fuck her from the back, feel it in her spine
Bitch, I ain't no minute n***a, I be taking time
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
I'm with Peso, n***as know that that my twin (That my twin)
No half stepping, n***as thugging 'til the end ('Til the end)
Where to start, bitch? Where do I begin? (Ayy, ayy)
I'll get that n***a gone, drop the pin
I'm with Peso, n***as know we really on that (Really on that)
You talking shit, we leaving brains on the doormat (Buh, buh)
You got some Wock'? Oowee, we finna pour that (Finna pour that)
This bitch begging for the dick with her ho ass (Yeah, ho)
I'm with Peso, n***as know we really thuggin' (Really thuggin')
We be poppin' Percocets by the dozen (Poppin' Perkies)
I was doing all the things that you wasn't (That you wasn't)
I be faded off this lean, I ain't buzzin' (Sippin' drank)