Flex how I feel
Yeah, I rolled up I poured up, I flex how I feel
I don't give a fuck about no bitches, at least I'm keeping it real
Please don't message me on Instagram
I'm not trying to sign no deal
Yeah, my whole team we poured up, we rolled up in a field
Only worried about that purple stuff I'm trying to crack me a seal
Yeah, I need me a bad bitch; I need me some sex
Got my old girl she texting she trying to give me some head
Fuck a lookalike a goofy left your goofy ass on read
Got a couple hoes in my phone, I text when I need
Shawty sliding through, she give me slop like oh my god yes please
Bitch, I'm shining like the fuck I got diamonds on me
Like, oh my god my stomach growling, I need me more cheese
Yeah
Yeah
I woke up; I popped an Addy, but I'm not no fiend
Carr is not broke, just know I spent two hundred on my jeans
My new bitch, she so bad I ate her pussy
Bitch, I got racks, I don't give a fuck, what you think I'm G
All these ratchet hoes need to stop talking bout me
They broke as fuck, like bitch, go an get you some cheese
All of you ratchet hoes get some money
Stupid hoe said I'd be nothing, just look what I did
I proved her wrong, I stacked some cash, it's like 1k per fit
I might buy mom a Louis bag, she knows her son lit
My only goal, my only dream, is I'm going to get rich
They hate when you do good; they hate when you win
It's fuck them tho, I don't care, they'll always talk shit
Put yo self outside, don't get scared and hide, I promise you everything will be all right
I think outside the box; I walk how I talk; I think I'm going to be just fine
I could never miss, I can't trust a bitch, it's only money on my mind
Okay, I hopped out that Bentley truck I'm trying to stack me some chips
Only fuck' bout a bitch if that thing really grip
I take care of all my boys, just ask how they live
I got Louis bag on Louis bag what the fuck did I did
Yeah, I rolled up I poured up, I flex how I feel
I don't give a fuck about no bitches, at least I'm keeping it real
Please don't message me on Instagram
I'm not trying to sign no deal
Yeah, my whole team we poured up, we rolled up in a field
Only worried about that purple stuff I'm trying to crack me a seal
Yeah, I need me a bad bitch; I need me some sex
Got my old girl she texting she trying to give me some head
Fuck a lookalike a goofy left yo goofy ass on read
Got a couple hoes in my phone, I text when I need
Shawty sliding through, she give me slop like oh my god yes please
Bitch, I'm shining like the fuck I got diamonds on me
Like, oh my god my stomach growling, I need me more cheese
Yeah
Yeah
I don't give a fuck about no bitches, at least I'm keeping it real
Please don't message me on Instagram
I'm not trying to sign no deal
Yeah, my whole team we poured up, we rolled up in a field
Only worried about that purple stuff I'm trying to crack me a seal
Yeah, I need me a bad bitch; I need me some sex
Got my old girl she texting she trying to give me some head
Fuck a lookalike a goofy left your goofy ass on read
Got a couple hoes in my phone, I text when I need
Shawty sliding through, she give me slop like oh my god yes please
Bitch, I'm shining like the fuck I got diamonds on me
Like, oh my god my stomach growling, I need me more cheese
Yeah
Yeah
I woke up; I popped an Addy, but I'm not no fiend
Carr is not broke, just know I spent two hundred on my jeans
My new bitch, she so bad I ate her pussy
Bitch, I got racks, I don't give a fuck, what you think I'm G
All these ratchet hoes need to stop talking bout me
They broke as fuck, like bitch, go an get you some cheese
All of you ratchet hoes get some money
Stupid hoe said I'd be nothing, just look what I did
I proved her wrong, I stacked some cash, it's like 1k per fit
I might buy mom a Louis bag, she knows her son lit
My only goal, my only dream, is I'm going to get rich
They hate when you do good; they hate when you win
It's fuck them tho, I don't care, they'll always talk shit
Put yo self outside, don't get scared and hide, I promise you everything will be all right
I think outside the box; I walk how I talk; I think I'm going to be just fine
I could never miss, I can't trust a bitch, it's only money on my mind
Okay, I hopped out that Bentley truck I'm trying to stack me some chips
Only fuck' bout a bitch if that thing really grip
I take care of all my boys, just ask how they live
I got Louis bag on Louis bag what the fuck did I did
Yeah, I rolled up I poured up, I flex how I feel
I don't give a fuck about no bitches, at least I'm keeping it real
Please don't message me on Instagram
I'm not trying to sign no deal
Yeah, my whole team we poured up, we rolled up in a field
Only worried about that purple stuff I'm trying to crack me a seal
Yeah, I need me a bad bitch; I need me some sex
Got my old girl she texting she trying to give me some head
Fuck a lookalike a goofy left yo goofy ass on read
Got a couple hoes in my phone, I text when I need
Shawty sliding through, she give me slop like oh my god yes please
Bitch, I'm shining like the fuck I got diamonds on me
Like, oh my god my stomach growling, I need me more cheese
Yeah
Yeah
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Writer(s): Kaden Carr
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