FLEX

Aw Yeah
Aw Yeah
Aw Yeah
Aw Yeah
Aw Yeah
Aw Yeah
Aw Yeah

What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch

Come on flex up
Flex up
Flex up
Flex up

Got these niggas in a headlock
Trying to take all they bitches
Same niggas that be hating on me
Be the same ones in my mentions

Yeah I'm tryna pull up in a Benz
Or a srt
Got a brand-new Glock
And it came with a beam
And these niggas they be thinking
I don't rap like this
Tell them niggas fuck the opps
They can rest in piss

Aw yeah
Ima pull up to the scene fresh as hell
Yeah these niggas talking
Send they ass to hell

I'm up on my Rockstar shit Bitch
Rockstar shit Bitch
Rockstar shit Bitch
Rockstar shit Bitch
Ima say

What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch

Come on flex up
Flex up
Flex up
Flex up

What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch

Come on flex up
Flex up
Flex up
Flex up

Pull up on the block with a drop-top Want a hundred bands
From the backend
Niggas want smoke then

I pull up with the mac and
Pull up on your block
Shoot you with the glock

You gonna be dead fucking head
She gonna give me head fucking bed
I do not care what you say
She about to top me anyway

Bitch got a throat curly head joke
Ain't no talking it out
We finna pull up
And air this bitch out

What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch

Come on flex up
Flex up
Flex up
Flex up

What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch
What's up Bitch

Come on flex up
Flex up
Flex up
Flex up
Yeah



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Writer(s): Mashari Barnes
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