[Chorus: Slim Dunkin & Waka Flocka Flame]
Lights on, flex! Lights on, flex!
Just left the jewelry store, cut the lights on, hold it!!
Lights on, flex! Lights on, flex!
Rolling up the kush, roll it!
I need a light, homes, ugh!
Lights on, on! Lights on, on!
Men in Black Ray-Bans, lights on, flex!
Lights on, flex! Lights on, flex!
Tommy Stinson on who the lights on, flex!
[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
Dirtgang!
Men in Black Ray-Bans, spending ray bands
True Religion jeans, they my play pants
Niggas trying to turn up in my city
Dead bodies finna turn up in my city, man down!
Selling bags just like turnips in my city, squad!
On fire, finna burn up in my city
Look at me, I'm lit up, I done flipped the switch up
I ain't never switch up, Designer when I'm fit up, squad!
Better not mention Dunkin name unless you talking Tim
Snatch and grab something from Dunk? Must be talking rim
Diamonds flashing like neuralizers
Walking through Jurassic Park, need a tourist guidance
Lights on, flex! Lights on, flex!
Just left the jewelry store, cut the lights on, hold it!!
Lights on, flex! Lights on, flex!
Rolling up the kush, roll it!
I need a light, homes, ugh!
Lights on, on! Lights on, on!
Men in Black Ray-Bans, lights on, flex!
Lights on, flex! Lights on, flex!
Tommy Stinson on who the lights on, flex!
[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin]
Dirtgang!
Men in Black Ray-Bans, spending ray bands
True Religion jeans, they my play pants
Niggas trying to turn up in my city
Dead bodies finna turn up in my city, man down!
Selling bags just like turnips in my city, squad!
On fire, finna burn up in my city
Look at me, I'm lit up, I done flipped the switch up
I ain't never switch up, Designer when I'm fit up, squad!
Better not mention Dunkin name unless you talking Tim
Snatch and grab something from Dunk? Must be talking rim
Diamonds flashing like neuralizers
Walking through Jurassic Park, need a tourist guidance
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