Flex

Early morning and we flexing
And my ex chick she be vexing
But bestie and my bestie she be flexing
A couple Shawdies now they texing

Now we fle e e exing...
Now we fle e e exing...

Yo school ain't 4 me but init
I guess you wondering what's the reason
Nigerian parents don't just give a shit
If you make it then you must be real as shit
When back and forth now I'm the realest gee
Mehn pass me that mic lik a quarter B
I Feel like Robin with the hood
I feel like jigga in the boot

So now a young nigga be flexing
Ain't no nigga who can test me
Mehn I'm the nigga who contested
Presidential now we restless
Young nigga got to blow up
Whole squad finna come up
Mehn 50 niggas can not touch us
Fuck the nigga who wan block us
And I'm 6 foot in my Nike shoes
I mean 6 foot with the plus too
A couple nigga dey don't like us
Too many haters dey wan fight us
Big bold baggets in my wristwatch
I'm sipping on sprite dey can't catch us
Even bumblebee ain't gonna buzz me
See the opps lurking, they can't touch me

Now flexing. Silver chains they dancing, black and white fancy ain't time for famzing

Mother Mary lead the way
I pray to God I'll die in faith
I hope my sins can go away
The devil trynna show his face
Mehn I'm just Trynna be a star
All this haters dey be scare
I make this doubter go insane
About to do it all again
Got the purple in my bag
I pray my soul don't go to waste
And I'm sipping dirty with my geeez
Had to spend a hundred quick

Now we flexing silver chains they dancing, black and white we fancy ain't no time for famzing

Early morning and we flexing
And my ex chick she be vexing
But my bestie and my bestie she be flexing
Couple Shawdies now they texing

Now we fle e e exing...
Now we fle e e exing...



Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Aiyemenre
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