Yeah (Flex up)

Ayy, flex up (I'ma make plays, I'm gonna go long)

Flex up, ayy (Kill A P O L L O with the blic!)

I need a ba-

I need a tag, yeah

I wanna bag, yeah (Shawty on deck, finna go up)

I need it… (Wave)

Look, okay

Unless you talkin' numbers, we ain't speakin' 'bout the right things

Switch up on my **** for a figure, that's not like me (Yeah)

Baddie with a body in the lobby, she like nice things (Yeah)

She used to know me then, she like me now, that's funny timing

Eyes been on that prize, I cop that crib all for that timepiece

I'm tryna see the globe, and sell out shows until the flight leave

They wanna ride my tides, but they ain't even ride or die, please

Man, I've been short on time, been on the prime of my prime, easy

I said I'd never change, and leveled up, I guess I lied, yeah

Off that straight-up potent just to feel like I'm alive, yeah

Mix that with that potion just to feel like I'm that guy, yeah

So know the one you talkin' to, you went outside your line, yeah

Go against the tribe, you lose your-

Let me not even say this shit

I just ran out of my patience

I just got tired of waitin' and got here myself

**** want me, they believe in the dream that they see for they self, but they still doubtin' they self

They might as well light up the L

High top on ten-toe drip retro

Talkin' major plays, hella high tech through the Getro

Pin game, been petrol

Just set it in the flesh, ho, send a text mail to give her wet clothes

On a vaporwave to make her drip-drip with the left low, been a left stroke (Okay) (Flex up, hold on, flex up)

I'ma make plays, I'ma go long

Never look back, took so long

Yeah, flex up (Hol' up, flex up)

Shawty on ten, finna go up

Great nights at the crib, let me show love

Yeah, (Flex up), hol' up, yeah (Can't stop)

I'ma make plays, I'ma go long (Yeah)

Never look back, took so long (I need a bag, yeah)

Flex up (I need check, yeah)

Shawty on ten, finna go up (Yeah, flex up, yeah)

Great nights at the crib, let me show love (Okay)

Ayy, come from the pit, I'm outta the trench, my ****, we lit (****, we lit)

Look at the drip, my ****, we rinsed, she all on my way (All on my way, whoa)

I never let 'em play me, but they claimin' that they know my songs

I tell 'em quote the lines until I'm goated, bitch, I'm goin' off

Loyal to my soil and the culture, I'm that chosen one

I just got a bag, she wanna fuck, I think she know I'm star

I can't do no wrong, look in her eyes, she wouldn't know I'm scarred

They tried to justify me goin' up like they don't know he raw

Off of that doge, and fuck what they told you, I'm never sober

Grippin' the spliff with a chip in my shoulder, tryna decode this

They label me thug, I keep it a buck, I don't give a fuck about it

Out of the mud, it's showin' me love, my ****, what's up?

Outta my way, bitch, I need the paper

Fuck what you want, I mean not no later

I keep it sure with the conversation

Out of my lane, the coupe got a brain in the cockpit with no hands on it

I've been the man with my plan, homie

Flip that to the man with the bands on me, and a passport with the stamps on it (Okay)

Flex up (Hold on, yeah)

I'ma make plays, I'ma go long

Never look back, took so long

Yeah, flex up (Hol' up, flex up)

Shawty on ten, finna go up

Great nights at the crib, let me show love

Yeah, (Flex up), Hol' up, yeah (Can't stop)

I'ma make plays, I'ma go long (Yeah)

Never look back, took so long (I need a bag, yeah)

Flex up (I need check, yeah)

Shawty on ten, finna go up (Yeah, flex up, yeah)

Great nights at the crib, let me show love (Okay, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, okay

Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah, (Flex up) yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, (I need a bag, yeah)

Yeah, (I need a check) yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah (Flex up)