[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Flexing, finessing. Bitches know I'm flexin
Sipping on that Texas. Kush smoke for breakfast
30s for my weapon. Try me it get hectic
Shooters they just wet shit. Kill you in a second
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing

[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
Flexing, Finessing, these bitches know I'm flexing
30 clip in that weapon, loud pack no stressing
3 bands for the necklace, Gucci belt cost 350
The opps don't wanna see Bibby, neva lacking keep heat with me and it sleep with me
Niggas know I'm the best out, my lil niggas bring the tecs out
Louis kicks when I step out now that's flexing
No Limit we reckless, ride up and just wet shit
That .40 leave yo chest hit, shit can get hectic
Riding round with the bass knocking, RayBans them the hater blockers
I'm gettin' money I make commas, 8 shooters that's 8 doctors
And all them got hollow tips they let shoot we dropping shit
No Limit, MB, fuck the opposite. I'm gone

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Flexing, finessing. Bitches know I'm flexin
Sipping on that Texas. Kush smoke for breakfast
30s for my weapon. Try me it get hectic
Shooters they just wet shit. Kill you in a second
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
Flexing, finessing, bitches know I'm flexing
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