Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
NEW GEN
Performer
Renz
Vocals
Daniel McKoy
Vocals
Nyandoro Kelly
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel McKoy
Songwriter
George Kesta
Composer
Jhojho Abella
Composer
Nyandoro Kelly
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Kesta
Producer
Jhojho Abella
Producer
Nyandoro Kelly
Producer
Daniel Trachtenburg
Engineer
Dave Turner
Engineer
Dakarai Forbes
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Right hand, flexing
Left hand, flexing
Bitches all love how I stepped in
No, you couldn't wear the shoes I crept in
Now she wanna mope to her address
Fucked her all night then it's on to the next ting
Only good kush that I wanna smoke
Tryna get high when I'm feelin' low
Still runnin' 'round town still gettin' dough
Start flexin', flexing, flexing, flexing
[Verse 2]
Yeah, on want racks on racks on racks
On plaques on plaques
All you **** talk about is trap
Well, lil' ****, what you know about that
When I step in all dressed in black
Black on black on black
Yeah, I've been around the map still tryna get cash
Me pon three got boogie and tash
Man are fully intact
Don't make me start bullying, man
Talk work yeah, I put it in fam
You're just another, I do it for the gram
Could have flexed on man
'Cause I really do it when I do it, 'cause I can
Know a couple nails that will put it in, man
Now words, no face, just bang, yeah
[Verse 3]
You're coming with me 'cause you're bad and you know it
Sippin' on Henny can't keep your composure
Rollin' I am, 'cause I know that you're rolling
Rolling I am, 'cause you know that you're rolling
[Verse 4]
Right hand, flexing
Left hand, flexing
Bitches all love how I stepped in
No, you couldn't wear the shoes I crept in
Now she wanna mope to her address
Fucked her all night then it's on to the next ting
Only good kush that I wanna smoke
Tryna get high when I'm feelin' low
Still runnin' 'round town still gettin' dough
Start flexing, flexing, flexing, flexing
[Verse 5]
Man, I gettin' racks on racks on racks
On plaques on plaques
Yeah, I run the truth I don't back chat
And these **** telling stories like a snapchat
I don't have that
Man I clap back
Then I wrap that
Then I stack that
Yeah, I'm carrying weight like a backpack
Yeah, I'm flexin' all day and I get cash
Man are fully intact
Wanna talk bad but they know they ain't that
Wanna stunt man but they ain't gettin' cash
Couldn't stunt on man
'Cause I really do it when I do it, 'cause I can
Know a couple nails that will put it in, man
No words, no face, just bang, yeah
[Verse 6]
You're coming with me 'cause you're bad and you know it
Sippin' on Henny, can't keep your composure
Rollin' I am, 'cause I know that you're rolling
Rollin' I am, 'cause you know that you're rolling
[Verse 7]
Right hand, flexing
Left hand, flexing
Bitches all love how I stepped in
No, you couldn't wear the shoes I crept in
Now she wanna mope to her address
Fucked her all night then it's on to the next ting
Only good kush that I wanna smoke
Tryna get high when I'm feelin' low
Still runnin' 'round town still gettin' dough
So, ****, don't act like you didn't know
Written by: Daniel McKoy, George Kesta, Jhojho Abella, Nyandoro Kelly
