[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Get your grind right, get your mind right
Get your hustle on, fuck that limelight
Get your money up, standing [?]
Don't be out here going crazy 'bout these hoes, n***a
Get your team straight, put your mans on
This some real n***a music, not no dance song
Tell me, what you finna do when them bands gone?
I'ma get my hustle on, n***as stand strong

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
Ten toes in Balenciagas
She say I ain't shit but a pill popper
I've been getting real money, like a real doctor
Everytime I leave the house, I'm looking rеal proper
10 bands I'm just coolin in my left pocket
Shе asked me what we is? I told her next topic
I like my bitches all black, but they ain't gothic
These n***as mad on Instagram, 'cause they ain't poppin
Shit crazy, I don't get it, probably never will
Yeah we could've had the world, but n***as signed a deal
Ever since they took my n***a, I've been tryna kill
Tell me where them n***as at? Where that n***a live?
Everyday I stay alive, I pray to God
I'm on Rodeo Drive sipping on a 5
I'll put a n***a down, going through the town
Wanna take my brother from me, that shit blew my mind
Now I keep one in the head, n***a, all the time
If we sliding, n***as dying, you can't drop a dime
We done chose a life of crime, now my brother gone
Fenix Flexin for the record, I'm that n***a now
Louis belt PRPs with the masons
Pull them bands out my pocket, leave the Franklins
We'll lay a n***a flat, like he planking
Friday night masked up, like we Jason
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Get your bar right, get your mind right
Get your hustle on, fuck that limelight
Get your money up, standing [?]
Don't be out here going crazy 'bout these hoes, n***a
Get your team straight, put your mans on
This some real n***a music, no dance song
Tell me, what you finna do when them bands gone?
I'ma get my hustle on, n***as stand strong

[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
I ain't never bought no pussy, but I sold some
N***as got the handout, tryna hold some
Punk bitch fagged off, 'cause I wasn't round her
She was fucking with the opps, so I should've downed her
That n***a was a fan, way before he was a hater
Them suckas ain't outside, double back later
I've been riding foreign, them pussy n***as riding dick
You gon' get chapped lips, you suck a broke n***a dick
He need promotion for his album, so he sneak dissing
Even though my kidney bad, I keep sneak sipping
Made that n***a buy a Roley, he had a G Shock
Three for dub, we was rolling at the weed spot
I motivate these n***as to get some money in my city
Outa towners show more love than n***as up in my city
A lotta hate up in this blood that I didn't know exist
Bet the 5 or 9 9 to 5 make em kisss
It's Philthy
[Chorus: Fenix Flexin]
Get your bar right, get your mind right
Get your hustle on, fuck that limelight
Get your money up, standing [?]
Don't be out here going crazy 'bout these hoes, n***a
Get your team straight, put your mans on
This some real n***a music, no dance song
Tell me, what you finna do when them bands gone?
I'ma get my hustle on, n***as stand strong