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)