Aye, yeah
CALLMEWERM
Aye, yeah
Aye, aye, aye, yeah
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Ima go f*ck up a check
Walk in that bitch and I flex
Ima go f*ck up a check
Walk in that bitch and I flex
Flex, VVS all on my neck
F*cking that bitch with a Tec
F*cking her friend, she next
Up next
I know these niggas upset
These niggas better respect
Choppa gon' aim at his head
Woah, woah
I might pull up in ghost
Shawty been sniffing that blow
She like my Versace cologne
I'm in the booth and I'm smoking on dope
Burberry, Louis V, D&G clothes
All of these niggas be acting like hoes
I cannot f*ck with you, no, no, no, no
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Ima go f*ck up a check
Walk in that bitch and I flex
Ima go f*ck up a check
Walk in that bitch and I flex
F*cking that bitch and my Tec on the dresser
She like how I flex, she asked can I dress her
I said "Hell yeah," then undressed her
Glock came long just like a ladder
Can't f*ck with hoes, they play set ups
My niggas suu whoop, like they ketchup
No Air Force 1s, but boy my check up
Told that lil bitch ima flex
Told that lil bitch come give me neck
Talk down, ima shoot at your neck
Me and Werm up next
How much you wanna bet?
She say her pussy wet
So, ima pass it to the set
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Ima go f*ck up a check
Walk in that bitch and I flex
Ima go f*ck up a check
Walk in that bitch and I flex