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Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, we gon' come and see about it
Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay)
Flexin' ain't discrete about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it (Yah)
Say you wanna beef about it (Okay) We gon' come and see about it (Yah)
Flexin' ain't discrete about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it (Yah)
Say you wanna beef about it (Okay) Find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay)
Look, my life three-six poled up ski trip cold winter
All my niggas eatin' good I remember when we had no dinner
Westside, eastside, northside, both sides fuckin' with me
Check comin', check leavin', flex season fuck twelve come and get me
Give your ass the run around high speed chasin' all the big bags
Bendin' corners, bendin' rules, bendin' necks give yo' bitch a whiplash
Slide through hot knife warm butter storm gutter drain lane
Young man old habits still at it tryna' let my chain hang (Okay)
True story, new story, two-story condo BNB
Four bath one me no key like I did a B 'n' E
Bein' me so good, so hood, so not worried 'bout it
Quarter million new views old news know you probably heard about it (Yah)
Extra extra read about it headline word around town flexin'
Ballin' on my court so I ain't worried about nobody out of down stressin'
Feelin' like Hercules, murder these pussies ain't a problem to me
Tried to tell the maid service don't come in unless you bringin' condoms to me (Yah)
Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, we gon' come and see about it
Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Yah) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Okay) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Yah) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Okay) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Okay okay okay)
Say you wanna beef about it, we gon' come and see about it
Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay)
Flexin' ain't discrete about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it (Yah)
Say you wanna beef about it (Okay) We gon' come and see about it (Yah)
Flexin' ain't discrete about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it (Yah)
Say you wanna beef about it (Okay) Find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay)
Look, my life three-six poled up ski trip cold winter
All my niggas eatin' good I remember when we had no dinner
Westside, eastside, northside, both sides fuckin' with me
Check comin', check leavin', flex season fuck twelve come and get me
Give your ass the run around high speed chasin' all the big bags
Bendin' corners, bendin' rules, bendin' necks give yo' bitch a whiplash
Slide through hot knife warm butter storm gutter drain lane
Young man old habits still at it tryna' let my chain hang (Okay)
True story, new story, two-story condo BNB
Four bath one me no key like I did a B 'n' E
Bein' me so good, so hood, so not worried 'bout it
Quarter million new views old news know you probably heard about it (Yah)
Extra extra read about it headline word around town flexin'
Ballin' on my court so I ain't worried about nobody out of down stressin'
Feelin' like Hercules, murder these pussies ain't a problem to me
Tried to tell the maid service don't come in unless you bringin' condoms to me (Yah)
Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, we gon' come and see about it
Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it
Say you wanna beef about it, find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Yah) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Okay) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Yah) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah)
Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Okay) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Okay okay okay)
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Writer(s): Jonathan Michael Westerfield, Anthony Hollingshed
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