Flex

[Chorus:]

I’m in busting blocks top down just looking around for my ex b*tch

Hoe when I see her I’m a pull up and flex bitch

I’ve been running my bands up for these n*gga’s talking they check sh*t

Hoe when I see em I’m a pull up and flex b*tch

I know ya’ll been hating on me but now look at me (flex b*tch)

All these cars all this ice all these hoes let’s flex b*tch

Now ring your check up gone and flex b*tch

Every chance I get I got to flex flex b*tch

[Verse 1]

I know these police sick of us

We selling pounds off the Popsicle trucks

Said a hundred bricks by the mail box tell UPS to come pick it up

Got 50 bands in the grocery bag

I told my young n*ggas go split it up

All of this sh*t can’t fit in the casket with ya n*gga living it up

These broke hoes still waiting on me to come pay the bills (b*tch give it up)

You got to get the f*ck up out of here when your rent is up

F*ck boy got locked up and said send him something I’m like send him what

I live from these projects for a year yeah I ain’t sending nothing

I’m blowing bands with an attitude throwing racks at you like I’m mad at you

And I know y’all didn’t expect for all my n*ggas to have it too

But we flex on a b*tch spend a check on our wrist I’m blessed with this sh*t finesse on a b*tch

[Chorus]

I’m in busting blocks top down just looking around for my ex b*tch

Hoe when I see her I’m a pull up and flex bitch

I’ve been running my bands up for these n*gga’s talking they check sh*t

Hoe when I see em I’m a pull up and flex b*tch

I know ya’ll been hating on me but now look at me (flex b*tch)

All these cars all this ice all these hoes let’s flex b*tch

Now ring your check up gone and flex b*tch

Every chance I get I got to flex flex b*tch

[Verse 2]

She was f*cking with me

Now b*tch I an’t f*cking with ya

He was f*cking with me

No n*gga I won’t come and get ya

Y’all ain’t f*cking with me

Y’all ain’t bring no money with ya

N*gga’s ain’t gonna be satisfied with that fire fire

You know something hit ya

All of us got bank rolls you a selfie n*gga we the whole picture

You the only one that got some what about them n*gga’s that rolled with you

B*tch I am a go getter and back down for no n*gga

Some of all ya’ll n*gga’s gonna die broke you too old to let them hoes go

I know it look like money but I’m riding around with my old pistol

You thought that was your b*tch til I pulled up and my hoe killer

Flexing on a b*tch that check back and these hoe miss her

Flexing on a b*tch

I’m trying to f*ck her and her four sisters

[Chorus]

I’m in busting blocks top down just looking around for my ex b*tch

Hoe when I see her I’m a pull up and flex bitch

I’ve been running my bands up for these n*gga’s talking they check sh*t

Hoe when I see em I’m a pull up and flex b*tch

I know ya’ll been hating on me but now look at me (flex b*tch)

All these cars all this ice all these hoes let’s flex b*tch

Now ring your check up gone and flex b*tch

Every chance I get I got to flex flex b*tch