Flexing Young Scooter

[Intro]
Ay, we just flexing
Ay, ay, we just flexing
And we flexing
Young Scooter flexing
Yeah, DJ flexing
Ballin' with no D, I’m just flexin'
Yeah I'm flexin’
Young Scooter flexing
Ay, ay

[Chorus]
Thanks to my connect, now I'm flexing (Flexing)
Damn it feel good to be flexing (Flexing)
I'ma live my life just flexing (Flexing)
We at Platinum 21 just flexing (Flexing)
Ridin' through the city just flexing (Flexing)
Exotic whips back to back, just flexing (Flexing)
Eighty bands on the seat, just flexing (Flexing)
I done shut the city down, just flexing (Flexing)

[Verse 1]
Gucci's on my face, Louis on my feet
I ain't even matching, you ain't flexing like me
Young Scooter, Scooter man I always gotta flex
Best man, shawty, at my worst I'm at your best
Yeah, I got a check, stupid, dumb check
Give me my respect, Scooter ’gon finesse
After I finesse, know I’m 'gon finesse
Catch you on a dummy, catch you at your best
Damn I be doin’, Young Scooter H.A.M
Good God, damn, man we goin' stupid
Pounds in the cooler, wrapped in Saran
Ask Young Ran, I just blew a hundred bands