Flex Nines (Ft. NorthSideBenji & REID B2WN)

[Intro]
(Hahahaha, The Young Nav Michael)

[Chorus: REID B2WN]
These niggas claim that they fuck with me (No)
Look young and paid with these stacks on me
I never used to get it, came up off road
So I had to get it on my own
Oh shit, run a cheque, yeah
Oh shit, it's a flex, yeah
Is it the Rollie or the Patek? Nah
I need more diamonds on my neck, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Nines]
"Nines, how you still flippin' haze?"
I ain't grinding, this shit sells itself like my triple A's
All this weed, we ain't runnin' out of flavours
Their re-up's in the post and mine's is coming in containers, uh
I was gonna bring him in, help him do a grow
Coulda been in crop circle on our UFO
My little nigga lost a nina, that ain't a loss to Nina
Fam, I had a hundred birds stuck in Costa Rica
I just copped a thousand rounds for the Glock
Can't find your yard? I'll spray up every house on your block
It ain't back, fam, these packs got me up, the gamble on
Accumulators, I do bets on the back of a truck, uh
Them pagans are broke, Ice City's wavier
Told the jeweller "Flood the ring like Wrestlemania"
You wanna hear somethin' crazier?
My nigga made 900K off a brick in Australia