Flex

(Wikee)
(Stanley)

Got a bad lil bitch from the East
Got a bad lil bitch from the West
She want Chanel on her feet
She got it, she suck me best
Nobody can really contest
Tryna catch, give it a rest
Like I'm really the best
Like I'm really up next
I don't gotta flex
Choppa gon' flex
I got a Tec
You gon' get wet
You gon' get
Let me break it down
Let me break it down
Let me break it down
Let me break it

Let me break it down a lil bit slower
Opened my eyes when I got older
Not everything about fame and money
I was down bad ain't shit funny
I hadda get it on my own
I don't want these bitches callin' my phone
I don't want these niggas callin' my phone
Where were ya'll at when I was alone?
And I be tired of wiping my tears away

Got a bad lil bitch from the East
Got a bad lil bitch from the West
She want Chanel on her feet
She got it, she suck me best
Nobody can really contest
Tryna catch, give it a rest
Like I'm really the best
Like I'm really up next
I don't gotta flex
Choppa gon' flex
I got a Tec
You gon' get wet
You gon' get
Let me break it down
Let me break it down
Let me break it down
Let me break it



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Writer(s): Zoe Banks
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