Flex Up

[Chorus: SoFaygo] Baby, got knots, I count 'em Baby, like how could you doubt us? Baby, like how could you– (Yeah) Had to put them racks on, I'ma count up Ice on my momma, count up Lately this shit it didn't matter I'm on the moon like I bought sum, flex up, ugh Told you, "girl, I'ma call you right back 'cause I'm tired now, ugh" Baby, I'm tryna focus on you but I'm fried, ugh (Hey) I didn't want you to pull up to my left for the night or sum (Yeah) [Verse 1: SoFaygo] 'Cause I'm not tryna wait, I been tryna stack up on this cake Had to count up my cake, get the weight Okay, baby, you're feeling what I'm saying? Got' approach all these problems with plans 'Cause my diamonds, they shine and they glance Got a bad bitch, tryna make a lil' dance And she wanna pop it with GO, oh yeah Hopping out them cars with some brand new gear I don't evеn know the next time I'ma see hеr Kinda tryna run it up for the whole year Stop let me hit from the rear, I'm tryna go for a kill She wan' me show her what's real, just like a movie, we can make a whole film I make a wave like I shook a whole buildin', I'm getting paid, now I count [?] mill' I get the bankroll, tell ya how it feel Had to fall for it, nigga had a deal (Bitch) [Chorus: SoFaygo] Baby, got knots, I count 'em Baby, like how could you doubt us? Baby, like how could you– (Yeah) Had to put them racks on, I'ma count up Ice on my momma, count up Lately this shit it didn't matter I'm on the moon like I bought sum, flex up, ugh Told you, "girl, I'ma call you right back 'cause I'm tired now, ugh" Baby, I'm tryna focus on you but I'm fried, ugh (Hey) I didn't want you to pull up to my left for the night or sum (Yeah) [Verse 2: Hardrock] Got a bitch on my side, I know she gon' ride or sum (Ride) Got her breaking a sweat, I got that bih' tired or sum (Tired) Bitch, I went trough my ties, I made that hoe tired, so fuck up (Tired) Huh, [?] choppas, you know they gon' run it the fuck up These niggas been talking this shit, we show 'em that we set the trends I told her, "I'm becoming a heavy, the weight coming in again" I'ma hop out the bitch, I don't [?] I come on the block and I made that shit [?] I just been stacking them bands, the rest coming in, I ain't never seeing the end I'm made a way, I set all the ways Get up off me, don't play, I've been stuck in the place I've been stacking them pesos, I've been stacking the pesos Stacking cheese like [?], stack them racks up like LEGO's I just went harder, gone get it, or let me stack up the bankrolls All them boys talking like [?], I'ma make that lil' boy [?] Bullets gon' hit out the [?], last thing he see is the bankroll Put that lil' boy on the [?], now he got hits on the payroll (Hold on, what?) [Chorus: SoFaygo] Baby, got knots, I count 'em Baby, like how could you doubt us? Baby, like how could you– (Yeah) Had to put them racks on, I'ma count up Ice on my momma, count up Lately this shit it didn't matter I'm on the moon like I bought sum, flex up, ugh Told you, "girl, I'ma call you right back 'cause I'm tired now, ugh" Baby, I'm tryna focus on you but I'm fried, ugh (Hey) I didn't want you to pull up to my left for the night or sum (Yeah)