Flex

She wanna flex
Fucking on pecs
She say I'm a ex (Yea)
She break up on text
Bitch bought me a Bentley
Live in her house rent free
She suck on my D
Bitch thic she look like Cardi B
She follow me
She saying "You look like Harlow G"
But ugh (Jack)
You fucking with the best
Dumb ass bitch but she got Undressed
Yea I got this money and I gotta invest
In a big ass house and a rich ass Dress
I like fucking with you boys
Playing with my toys (Yea)
Eight figure checks but I just enjoy
Yea she's fucking coy yea messing with
Your boy (Yea)
Talking all shit But your not loyal
I See you smoking crack
Out the fucking foil
You Dumb ass cunt looking like you doyal

(Yea) Looking like you doyal (Doyal)
Looking, looking like you doyal (Yea)

(Let's go)
Stand alone in the battlefield
Never rat (Ok)
Or tell a tattle tale
A rattle snake will strike you
If your back is there so put
Your back to the wall
And stick your chest out
Said it loud when I said
IM THE BEST OUT!
Who corrected me
Nobody
So I'm next now
Now I'm right here telling
Everybody dig a trench now
Go and jump in it
The drums need a little
Thump
In
It
Yea I'm dump spitting what you make
In a year bro
Old mate is fucking Christmas
And fuck I love it keep counting me out
Trying to make the paper till I can't count
The amount
It's fucking coming in
It's like my stock price been doubling
And my net worth been tripling
And in interviews I'm still stuttering
Yea I'm new to this
But bruh really do this shit
And I'm too legit
You ain't got a microcosm
I'm a telling you a youthamisim
Indigo is the new religion
Let's go!

The wanna text (Text, text)
She say I'm up next (Next, next)
She pulled up I flexed
She sucked on my pecs
Now she gonna say I'm the best
(She do)
Yea, pulled up to addi (Ha)
She calling me daddy (True)
Bad ass bitch but I guess she
Is a baddie

(Yea, she's a baddie, yea I guess she a baddie)
(Brrrr)



Credits
Writer(s): George Bond
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