Flex

[Intro] (Hahahaha, The Young Nav Michael) [Chorus: REID B2WN] These niggas claim that they fuck with me (No) Look young and paid with these stacks on me I never used to get it, came up off road So I had to get it on my own Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah Is it the Rollie or the Patek? Nah I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah) [Verse 1: Nines] "Nines, how you still flippin' haze?" I ain't grinding, this shit sells itself like my triple A's All this weed, we ain't runnin' out of flavours Their re-up's in the post and mine's is coming in containers, uh I was gonna bring him in, help him do a grow Coulda been in crop circle on our UFO My little nigga lost a nina, that ain't a loss to Nina Fam, I had a hundred birds stuck in Costa Rica I just copped a thousand rounds for the Glock Can't find your yard? I'll spray up every house on your block It ain't back, fam, these packs got me up, the gamble on Accumulators, I do bets on the back of a truck, uh Them pagans are broke, Ice City's wavier Told the jeweller "Flood the ring like Wrestlemania" You wanna hear somethin' crazier? My nigga made 900K off a brick in Australia [Chorus: REID B2WN] These niggas claim that they fuck with me (No) Look young and paid with these stacks on me I never used to get it, came up off road So I had to get it on my own Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah Is it the Rollie or the Patek? Nah I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah) [Verse 2: NorthsideBenji] See, no more Rollie, gold Patek, yeah, yeah, yeah Fuck the fame, I came for respect, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't need nobody say I'm next, nah See, I get love up in the East, up in the West though No love for these fed hoes I'm just tryna touch all this paper like I'm on nest though I don't give a fuck 'bout no hater, that's what this vest for She say that she love me, XOXO But she can't even hug me, I'm so special I try to leave but I can't let go Somethin' bout these streets got it feelin' like my next home These fedarales got me switchin' to my next phone I can't love no more, word to my ex hoe I don't do the club, oh no, tryna invest more See, my nigga got the G2C, it got the red glow I just sold the next two keys right off this Encro Yo' shit sells slow, my shit Tesco (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus: REID B2WN] These niggas claim that they fuck with me (No) Look young and paid with these stacks on me I never used to get it, came up off road So I had to get it on my own Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah Is it the Rollie or the Patek? Nah I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)