Flex (Ooh, Ooh, Ooh) Rich Homie Quan

[Intro]
Hey, oh, there it is, there it is, there it is
There it is, there it is (Rich Homie, baby!)

[Hook]
Walked in, thirty thousand in my pocket
Had them niggas just like, "Ooh, ooh, ooh"
$50,000 on your bitch, wanna fuck me
Got her screamin' like, "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh"
'Cause I got a check, nigga wanna flex
I ain't gotta flex, boy I got it, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Give that ho some X, she gon' wanna sex every nigga in the set
And now she screamin' like "Ooh, ooh, ooh"

[Verse 1]
(How much you made?) Made two million dollars off a mixtape
And I'm fucking like, ooh, ooh, ooh
They try to drop me with a case but you know I had done skated
I was singing like, ooh, ooh, ohh (I swear, nigga)
Boy, I know my role and I play it
If you heard that I'm talking, then I said it
(Quan where you at?) At the top of the loft nigga, I stay
I'm a bad boy but I don't wear big clothes like Ma$e
In the club and a nigga get it boppin'
And that ho, she want a free drink, tell the bitch to get up off me (Hey, hey-hey-hey)
I'm the nigga to get it poppin', her hair short like Dennis Rodman
At the Clearport nigga, we flying, when I landed, boy I