Lil Pump – Youngest Flexer Lyrics

Youngest Flexer by Lil Pump
Feat. Gucci Mane
Released : 2017

[Lil Pump:]
Ooh, Lil Pump, ooh, Lil Pump
Yeah, yeah, brr, yuh, yuh
Know we smoke a lot of gas on this side
Ooh, Big Head on the beat
(Hah)

I just bought 3 thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
I just left the trap, and I’m off the Xans (and I’m off the Xans)
Bitch, I’m high as fuck, I feel like Superman (what, what?)
I’m the biggest flexer, you know who I am (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m the youngest flexer (what), I’m the youngest flexer (ooh)
I’m the youngest flexer (yeah), I’m the youngest flexer
I’m the youngest flexer, I’m the youngest flexer (ooh)
I’m the youngest flexer (ooh), I’m the youngest flexer

I’m the youngest flexer, Louis on my dresser
Put her on a stretcher, all these bitches acting extra (extra)
I just bought a Uzi (Uzi), my bitch dress in Gucci (brr)
Put a Xan in smoothie, I don’t watch no movies (I don’t)
I go to the bank, take out thirty thangs (brr)
Forty diamond chains, sixty bricks, I make it rain (huh)
And I’m eating Wingstop, posted in the trap (in the trap what)
Lil Pump, don’t know how to act (damn)

I just bought 3 thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
I just left the trap, and I’m off the Xans (and I’m off the Xans)
Bitch, I’m high as fuck, I feel like Superman (what, what?)
I’m the biggest flexer, you know who I am (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m the youngest flexer (what), I’m the youngest flexer (ooh)
I’m the youngest flexer (yeah), I’m the youngest flexer
I’m the youngest flexer, I’m the youngest flexer (ooh)
I’m the youngest flexer (ooh), I’m the youngest flexer

[Gucci Mane:]
Somebody please tell me where my money machine at
My money dirty, I’m tryna think of ways I can clean that
I spent at least 3 million dollars just on the pieces
These haters think they can keep up, man, they can’t believe it
Gucci got a six-pack, they can’t believe it
But hey, lil bitch, here’s three stacks, let’s have a threesome
I wanna own it outright, don’t wanna lease it
He wanna be Guwop so bad that he talkin’ greasy
She wanna be with Wop so bad that she fuck the DJ
That bitch should prolly’ ride a bicycle on the freeway
Three years ago, I stacked my paper the long way
Now I’m stacking million dollar checks up the grown way

[Lil Pump:]
I just bought 3 thousand dollar Gucci pants (Gucci pants)
I just left the trap, and I’m off the Xans (and I’m off the Xans)
Bitch, I’m high as fuck, I feel like Superman (what, what?)
I’m the biggest flexer, you know who I am (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m the youngest flexer (what), I’m the youngest flexer (ooh)
I’m the youngest flexer (yeah), I’m the youngest flexer
I’m the youngest flexer, I’m the youngest flexer (ooh)
I’m the youngest flexer (ooh), I’m the youngest flexer

Lil Pump (Album 2017)
01.  What U Sayin’
02.  Gucci Gang
03.  Smoke My Dope
04.  Crazy
05.  Back
06.  D Rose
07.  At The Door
08.  Youngest Flexer
09.  Foreign
10.  Whitney
11.  Molly
12.  Iced Out
13.  Boss
14.  Flex Like Ouu
15.  Pinky Ring

○ Listen to “Lil Pump” Songs

● “Boss ”

[ Quotable ]
Walk in the trap, Ric Flair, ooh
Fuck a nigga bitch, don’t care, damn
Throwing up racks in the air, damn
Told that bitch “Lil Pump yeah, ooh”
Damn, I just broke my wrist
100 on my wrist, can’t tell me shit

● Flex Like Ouu

[ Quotable ]
All they do is stare, ouu
Lil Pump really don’t care, no
Told a bih lil pump yeah, ouu
Everybody know I’m up next, yeah
Everybody know I flex, ouu
I run through these checks, ouu
I flex on my ex, ouu

● Elementary

[ Quotable ]
Lil Pump jugging, bih, been jugging since a baby (Since a baby)
I fuck Haitian bitches and I fuck them Chinese ladies (I do)
I don’t fuck your OG ’cause that bitch do got rabies (Heh?)

● Talkin Shit

[ Quotable ]
He just be talking that shit
Run up on him with a clip
Turn him to a shrimp, wait
I got four bitches, I’m pimp
I feed them coke in a year
These niggas talking about it
Stack up the money I’m wildin’
Through inside the audi
Look at my haters they foulin’

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