Flex

I don't like to flex
I told the jeweler ice my neck
Remember floors is where I slept
My new bitch is my new chef
If I ain't right she getting left
Got a shotty not a tech
Tryna take his life not take his breath
Don't be sorry watch your steps

I'ma eat I know the menu
Got a bitch but I act single
My back look like ima Bengal
In her guts until she tinkle
Really I don't got a reason 100 in 45
Why you speeding, I'ma Demon
Fast car can't even see it
Dark tint yeah I need it
Pull me over I was sleeping
Ask me why I'm just cheesing
Fuck 12 what I believe in
I go nuts just like my semen
Ask your bitch that's why she screaming
Fuck with me I bring the team then
Fuck me she good she go Nieman's
What

I don't like to flex
I told the jeweler ice my neck
Remember floors is where I slept
My new bitch is my new chef
If I ain't right she getting left
Got a shotty not a tech
Tryna take his life not take his breath
Don't be sorry watch your steps
I said
I don't like to flex
I told the jeweler ice my neck
Remember floors is where I slept
My new bitch is my new chef
If I ain't right she getting left
Got a shotty not a tech
Tryna take his life not take his breath
Don't be sorry watch your steps

They fired me then sent a check
And a check and a check
A couple bands that's on my neck
Rings on my hands I write a mess
Don't pass my weed I pass her test
Don't give me pussy fuck her breasts
Give me head till she lose breath
I put my dick in all in her chest
Don't pull my chains or you'll get wrecked
I know my weed loud are you deaf
I keep a 45 not a tech
My lawyer know I pay my debts
She beat the case I'll pay the rest
I do more but I say less
Life is checkers I play chess
When I die I'll take rest
I said

I don't like to flex
I told the jeweler ice my neck
Remember floors is where I slept
My new bitch is my new chef
If I ain't right she getting left
Got a 45 not a tech



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Writer(s): Jaire Dobbins
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