Flex
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Every body say they big time until Kobee does it bigger
Aye Hugo cut the bass line, then we bring it back in thicker
Popping out the back screen like I'm bout pick the picker
Motherfuck your PG rating I ain't talking bout no clipper
Im on socials for my brand give a damn about your picture
I don't post if I don't need to little boi I just deliver
You on Insta tryna cap like you banking 7 figures
Put my heart into this art, you about that double clicker
Im on 10, this a tactic of survival bitch I've been in Steez mode
Cause the flame burn the cancers out the game like chemo
You cant touch my H2O y'all man look like Cleo
Shit you rappers moving foul let me get my free throws
Got that fire in my lungs I'ma say it with my chest (talk your shit)
I'm here to stay everybody getting pressed (getting pressed)
Aye, you bout the money so I'm out collecting debts (bitch)
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
I'm discontent even when I'm at my best
So if you showing hustle then I gotta show respect
I'm like Tyson, everybody's getting slept
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Kobee stopped by TSA cause he's bout to show his bag
45 can send a track send it back you know he's gassed
rappers buzzing off their ego I'm just out here smoking tracks
They all suck from head to toe like their name Kotoni Staggs
Let's just see who's gone out last, y'all keep living in the past
Change up when that paper come
Posers when the camera flash
I don't care about your plaques, im more focused on impact
Boy I'm hotter than the sun
Bitch we bout to melt the wax
Got that fire in my lungs I'ma say it with my chest (talk your shit)
I'm here to stay everybody getting pressed (getting pressed)
Aye, you bout the money so im out collecting debts (bitch)
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
I'm discontent even when I'm at my best
So if you showing hustle then I gotta show respect
I'm like Tyson, everybody's getting slept
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
Every body say they big time until Kobee does it bigger
Aye Hugo cut the bass line, then we bring it back in thicker
Popping out the back screen like I'm bout pick the picker
Motherfuck your PG rating I ain't talking bout no clipper
Im on socials for my brand give a damn about your picture
I don't post if I don't need to little boi I just deliver
You on Insta tryna cap like you banking 7 figures
Put my heart into this art, you about that double clicker
Im on 10, this a tactic of survival bitch I've been in Steez mode
Cause the flame burn the cancers out the game like chemo
You cant touch my H2O y'all man look like Cleo
Shit you rappers moving foul let me get my free throws
Got that fire in my lungs I'ma say it with my chest (talk your shit)
I'm here to stay everybody getting pressed (getting pressed)
Aye, you bout the money so I'm out collecting debts (bitch)
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
I'm discontent even when I'm at my best
So if you showing hustle then I gotta show respect
I'm like Tyson, everybody's getting slept
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Kobee stopped by TSA cause he's bout to show his bag
45 can send a track send it back you know he's gassed
rappers buzzing off their ego I'm just out here smoking tracks
They all suck from head to toe like their name Kotoni Staggs
Let's just see who's gone out last, y'all keep living in the past
Change up when that paper come
Posers when the camera flash
I don't care about your plaques, im more focused on impact
Boy I'm hotter than the sun
Bitch we bout to melt the wax
Got that fire in my lungs I'ma say it with my chest (talk your shit)
I'm here to stay everybody getting pressed (getting pressed)
Aye, you bout the money so im out collecting debts (bitch)
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
I'm discontent even when I'm at my best
So if you showing hustle then I gotta show respect
I'm like Tyson, everybody's getting slept
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
No offence but I heard your latest shit I'm not impressed
Bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce
It's ironic that your shit is weak cause all you do is flex
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Writer(s): Kobee Haereroa
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