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Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it Say you wanna beef about it, we gon' come and see about it Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it Say you wanna beef about it, find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay) Flexin' ain't discrete about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it (Yah) Say you wanna beef about it (Okay) We gon' come and see about it (Yah) Flexin' ain't discrete about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it (Yah) Say you wanna beef about it (Okay) Find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay) Look, my life three-six poled up ski trip cold winter All my niggas eatin' good I remember when we had no dinner Westside, eastside, northside, both sides fuckin' with me Check comin', check leavin', flex season fuck twelve come and get me Give your ass the run around high speed chasin' all the big bags Bendin' corners, bendin' rules, bendin' necks give yo' bitch a whiplash Slide through hot knife warm butter storm gutter drain lane Young man old habits still at it tryna' let my chain hang (Okay) True story, new story, two-story condo BNB Four bath one me no key like I did a B 'n' E Bein' me so good, so hood, so not worried 'bout it Quarter million new views old news know you probably heard about it (Yah) Extra extra read about it headline word around town flexin' Ballin' on my court so I ain't worried about nobody out of down stressin' Feelin' like Hercules, murder these pussies ain't a problem to me Tried to tell the maid service don't come in unless you bringin' condoms to me (Yah) Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it Say you wanna beef about it, we gon' come and see about it Flexin' ain't discrete about it, extra extra read about it Say you wanna beef about it, find out nothin' sweet about it (Okay) Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Yah) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah) Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Okay) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah) Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Yah) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Yah) Move and shakin' comin' down to me (Okay) Stackin' rack and money pile flippin' (Okay okay okay)
Writer(s): Jonathan Michael Westerfield, Anthony Hollingshed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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