[Intro]
Which way? Yeah, yeah
Diamonds, bow, woo (DJ Durel)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I gotta flex for no reason (Flex)
Pick up the phone 'cause I need it (Brrr)
Drop a twinkie on my pinky (My pinky)
Fuck a model, then I left her in Vegas (Skrrrt)
Hop on a jet, go that way (That way)
Magazine say I flex on the runway (Flex)
Don't bite like a pit, that way
Oprah, I'm the shit, that way
I gotta flex for no reason (Flex)
Pick up the phone 'cause I need it (Brrr)
Drop a twinkie on my pinky (My pinky)
Fuck a model, then I left her in Vegas
Hop on a jet, go that way (There)
Magazine say I flex on the runway
Don't bite like a pit, that way
Oprah, I'm the shit, that way
[Verse 1]
Flex up a jet, I'm on a pill, nah, for real
Money do a backflip, that way
Cuff a model, make her strip, that way
Huh, you can't even talk to me
Count it up, blue cheese start callin' me
Now my baby momma trippin', keep stalkin' me (What?)
In the trap, can't sleep (Sleep)
Wockhardt lean sippin' (Lean)
Too much drugs in me (Too much drugs)
Rich Forever living (Rich)
Woke up countin' a milli'
Now the Lamborghini off-white
I drop a six in a Sprite (A six)
Keep flexing, got the bands right (Flex)
Too high like a satellite (I'm high)
Gucci, I dropped fifty racks on a jet for nothin' (What?)
Double CC, got her icey, boy, her boyfriend bustin' (Bitch)
Yeah, look at her ear (Ayy)
Got a ho flexed up with a chandelier
Drink too much lean, no belvedere (Yeah)
Which way? Yeah, yeah
Diamonds, bow, woo (DJ Durel)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
I gotta flex for no reason (Flex)
Pick up the phone 'cause I need it (Brrr)
Drop a twinkie on my pinky (My pinky)
Fuck a model, then I left her in Vegas (Skrrrt)
Hop on a jet, go that way (That way)
Magazine say I flex on the runway (Flex)
Don't bite like a pit, that way
Oprah, I'm the shit, that way
I gotta flex for no reason (Flex)
Pick up the phone 'cause I need it (Brrr)
Drop a twinkie on my pinky (My pinky)
Fuck a model, then I left her in Vegas
Hop on a jet, go that way (There)
Magazine say I flex on the runway
Don't bite like a pit, that way
Oprah, I'm the shit, that way
[Verse 1]
Flex up a jet, I'm on a pill, nah, for real
Money do a backflip, that way
Cuff a model, make her strip, that way
Huh, you can't even talk to me
Count it up, blue cheese start callin' me
Now my baby momma trippin', keep stalkin' me (What?)
In the trap, can't sleep (Sleep)
Wockhardt lean sippin' (Lean)
Too much drugs in me (Too much drugs)
Rich Forever living (Rich)
Woke up countin' a milli'
Now the Lamborghini off-white
I drop a six in a Sprite (A six)
Keep flexing, got the bands right (Flex)
Too high like a satellite (I'm high)
Gucci, I dropped fifty racks on a jet for nothin' (What?)
Double CC, got her icey, boy, her boyfriend bustin' (Bitch)
Yeah, look at her ear (Ayy)
Got a ho flexed up with a chandelier
Drink too much lean, no belvedere (Yeah)
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