​separation of crows Scrim

[Chorus]
Okay, okay, okay, okay (You did good slick)
Okay, okay, okay, okay (It's a smash)
Flex, flex, flex, flex (Yeah, yeah)
Flex, flex, flex (Yeah, yeah)
I said, "Ooh, it ain't my fault" (I said, "Ooh," flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex)
I said, "Ooh, it ain't my fault" (I said, "Ooh," flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex)

[Post-Chorus]
Stars in the coupe but I'm dreamin' 'bout an SRT
Backseat with your boo, while my bitch had drove the GLE
Diamonds on me shine, shinin' far as the eyes can see
Turnin' water purple like I'm Jesus, hit that waitin' fee
I was with my old geezer with my feet up
Mama gave me holy watеr like I hit a beamer
Twеnty Xans deep, yeah, I might just have a seizure
Yeah, I got my money up, it came with amnesia

[Verse]
Yeah, okay, she done chose up
Chain froze up
Four by four truck
I was uh, I was, I was high as fuck (High as fuck)
Out here Ghost, thinkin' 'bout a Bentley truck (Thinkin' 'bout a, thinkin' 'bout a)
Yeah, damn
Chains spun out like my exes
Pour a drank up for my stress
Yeah, bought some Balenci', got to bless
My bitch tat my name on her chest (Flex)
Ooh, I just pulled up to your ex
Hangin' out the window, watch me flex (Let's go, let's go, flex)
Ooh, I'm in the trenches with no fists
Never worry when I'm with the six (Grey, grey, grey)