Flex

[Produced by HazeBanga]

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]

Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down

Whippin' on these niggas, I'ma flex

All my niggas wear crowns, we on higher ground

Can't see none of you niggas, watch us

[Verse 1: Ingrid]

Smokin' with the windows down, just like it's legal

Straight chillin', plus I'm sippin' Crown, I'm in the Regal

With the tags that's from out of state

I've been boomin' since I made that move from out of state

But now I'm back

I'm in that black on black on black on black

I'm parkin' on the sidewalk and givin' niggas daps

Every time I hit the streets I'm with my real fam

On some ghetto fancy shit, I feel like I'm I'm in B.A.P.S

You know we 'bout to flex

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]

Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down

Whippin' on these niggas, I'ma flex

All my niggas wear crowns, we on higher ground

Can't see none of you niggas, watch us flex

It's a ghetto reality

Life's but a dream, so forgive me if I flex

A nigga feelin' so elegant

Like I'm wearin' white linen on a yacht in the south of France

Understand I'm gon' flex

Out loud, loud, loud

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud

[Verse 2: Ingrid]

I know you hear that sub beatin' down the block

Ridin' clean is my religion 'case you hoes forgot

It ain't a damn stain on me, boy, I swear for Lord

Ingrid Bergman reportin' live from Third Ward

I go harder than them niggas and them bitches too

I been did all the shit you did and what you didn't do

And of course I'm into men, I just ain't into you

And yes that was me in the 6 and now I'm in the coupe

Shit, you know I'm known to

[Bridge: Sevyn Streeter]

All my friends, all this gold

All this change, au revoir

We don't know how to act

Never had nothin' before

Never been nowhere before

Waterpark was a fire hose

D-boys posted at the corner

D-boys posted at the corner

Our negroes, amigos

Hoes and the Rastas

We got goals, we want more

Dreams of designer

Straight nigga mentality

Gotta get it by any means

Gotta do what we gotta do

Nigga we on, let's act a fool

And flex, flex, flex

Please excuse, flex, flex, flex

Straight nigga mentality

Gotta get it by any means

Gotta do what we gotta do

Nigga we on, let's act a fool (Flex)

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]

Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down

Whippin' on these niggas, I'ma flex

All my niggas wear crowns, we on higher ground

Can't see none of you niggas, watch us flex

It's a ghetto reality

Life's but a dream, so forgive me if I flex

A nigga feelin' so elegant

Like I'm wearin' white linen on a yacht in the south of France

Understand I'm gon' flex

Out loud, loud, loud

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud