Flex

I had to flex my wrist
To flex on a broke b**ch
I had to show my a**
Show I got more bags than groceries
I had to stunt on h**
For slamming my car door
I like when They be thinking that they got the higher hand
Til I put them back in the place they in

I knew this Shawty from back in day, we was just cooling and kicking it
She like to smoke, drink, and pop roofies
Depending on the vibe she in
But lil mama started tripping and geeking
She Didn't wanna share none of her secrets
That she wanna f**k on the low
But I don't wanna f**k on anybody who don't know how to cook h**

I'm on a level, that you can not get too, I'm on some boss sh**
If a n***a want trouble, I'll pull out on the double
Have him running like a most pit
N***a be thinking they drinking until I pour up, now they ain't drinking
I hate n***as who be throwing a party, but telling me too bring all my b****es
I'm sorry but I can not do that
Need to find your own wave like a Durag
Kill' em send'em to the gulag
Big Shango like who that...
Instead of trynna copy me, trynna get the up me
When I always got the up on you
I didn't drive, I flew, and I brought half of my crew
Something that you couldn't do

But let us get back to Business
Let's talk about these 100s and 50s
How a young n***as went from having holes in all of his cloths
Now he worth hundreds and 50s
How girls in high school used to be dissing me
Now want me to pay there meal tickets
Like they trynna be BabyDee, calling on me for anything

I had to flex my wrist
To flex on a broke b***h
I had to show my a**
Show that I get more bags than groceries
I had to stunt on h**
For slamming my car door
I like when They be thinking that they got the higher hand
Til I put them back in the place they in



Credits
Writer(s): Denzel Covington
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