Flexin’ Yung Simmie

[Hook]
I'm flexin'
I feel like flexin'
I pulled up with my new bitch
And shitted on my exes
I'm acting reckless
I'm usually humble
But today I feel like flexin'
That nigga flexin'
But he pulled up in a Lexus
Claim he getting money
But to me look like stressin'
And if you're looking for your bitch, she's on my guestlist

These niggas hatin' cause the way that I be flexin'

[Verse 1]
She like how I be flexin'
I'm from Miami and this bitch she is from Texas
We poppin' bottles in my section never stressin'
She poppin' pussy in my section getting reckless

I'm smoking lettuce
I got these niggas jealous
I know you smell it
I never pass it
I take a puff and make her ash it
No I ain't flashin'
But I like flexin' if you're asking
My bitch is classy
I give her dick
She like it nasty
I'm just a flexer
A paper chaser, young finesser
And if it's pressure
Might hit a slide in any weather
She let me sex her
Naked pictures when I text her
I'm just a flexer
I drop the top