Brooke Lynne feat. Victor Mack flex be

Hook
I just wanna go,
Fuck if you're ready, (Fuck if you're ready)
Moving on the low,
But we still litty, (But we still litty)
When we get alone,
Get him on that Becky,
Only if you let me,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
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How the flex be,
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He came in looking at the hoes,
1 & 2 & 3 & 4,
Bunnies adding up by the loaf,
Can't none of them come see a pro,
He thinking he got it,
Thinking he hot shit,
Think that he poppin',
Me, I'm just watchin',
Peepin' and plottin',
He noticed me from the pull up,
The flex got him deep in the cut,
But I'm peepin' him never thinking what I could of,
I'm known to never hesitate,
And I'm known for making moves when I shoulda,
Pick it up from where he would've,
Looking good,
Looking Gouda,
Mind be all about the mula,
Now he gotta chose up,
He eyeing the set,
'Bout to be onto the next,
If you tryin' to let me put you onto the flex
I just wanna go,
Fuck if you're ready, (Fuck if you're ready)
Moving on the low,
But we still litty, (But we still litty)
When we get alone,
Get him on that Becky,
Only if you let me,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be
It's funny thinking 'bout the funny shit,
How they didn't want it now they fight to get it,
Always had it in me but I had no direction,
Elevate this life I'm living,
Kill the game like I'm Tyson in it,
Fuck the fame I'm like Bryson in it,
Likkle change throw some ice up in it,
Likkle chicken want some rice up in it,
Yea, they be all in the groove,
Never like I'm stella,
I cannot lose,
I been caught in the way that he move,
But never get caught up and stuck on a dude,
Got him 'bout to blow out a fuse,
'nuff of talking, ain't no time to confuse,
Trying to get him to the back of the coupe,
Animal style,
This shit gon' be a zoovie
I just wanna go,
Fuck if you're ready, (Fuck if you're ready)
Moving on the low,
But we still litty, (But we still litty)
When we get alone,
Get him on that Becky,
Only if you let me,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be,
Show you how the flex be,
How the flex be,
How the flex be