Bitch I'm flexing, I don't lift no weight
I don't front no way, you could see them hate, when they look this way...
From my Louis belt to my retro jays
Never just okay, gotta get work cus I gotta get paid
Live like kings, but I work like slaves
Tryna get money but hoes in the way. (aye)
Ima keep going to the top
Ima keep going won't stop
Ima keep flowing this hot
Fuego boy til I drop.(ugh)
That's the shit that I do
I hear your name, im asking em who?
You hear my name, you spreading it thru
So thru your hate im cashing up too. (thanks)
Now these hoes stay texting
But a nigga busy tryna cash these checks in
I don't brag shawty im just flexing
Your squad is the Flintstones, we are the Jetsons
FLEX, Flex for them haters boy
Flex, Flex for that camera boy
Flex, Flex for them haters boy
Flex, All I do is flex boy
But never flex for them birds boy
Only pigeons flock for that bread boy
Tell me what do you live for zoya?
Da cha tha para tha mrai zoya
Keep on living your life
You're futures looking so bright
Fake friends are here for tonight
Tryna go and take the shine out ya light alright
But no one helped you get sparked
Even your shadow left in the dark
But now bitches see you and bark
BUT all they really want is a moment to be a part
OF the money and the swagger cus sippy been making art
SEE the problem was the people who doubted you from the start
Cus now that you fly
Everybody wanna be like sip
Oh now I really know why
I could smell it boy, you the shit
You don't even try cus it's easy right?
Make hoes pose nude like Yeezy wife
You popped more bottles in the last month, then most people did in they life
FLEX, Flex for them haters boy
Flex, Flex for that camera boy
Flex, Flex for them haters boy
Flex, All I do is flex boy

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