Lyrics

Flex From the swag to the way that I dress Do my dance and I hit my right-left Got me thinking like, damn, I been living my best My old joint probably thinking I'm pressed I'm doing way too good to walk around worrying about whether or not I shit on my ex They said talk about it Piff I'm like let's And you say you don't get it, I bet I'm a boss and you mad 'cause they working you Tryna take shots, well, I'm wearing my vest So why you wanna take it so personal I mean, tell me like for real, who hurting you? I'm finna curtain you I got, come on, man My body versatile I got that, uh-uh This ain't reversible Shit damn near surgical Listen man I'm finna be where I'm 'posed to be How the fuck you gon' say no to me? Your BM in the DM try propose to me She just try gimme the gro-groceries But my shawty badder, shit, she more cold than me as she 'posed to be Believe me I'm a stunner like stone cold They love me no promo and it's way more overseas See me on the internet, but real life, tell 'em I Flex From the swag to the way that I dress Do my dance and I hit my right-left Got me thinking like, damn I been living my best My old joint probably thinking I'm pressed I'm doing way too good to walk around worrying about whether or not I shit on my ex They said talk about it Piff I'm like let's Try tell 'em I, flex From the swag to the way that I dress Do my dance and I hit my right-left Got me thinking like, damn, I been living my best My old joint probably thinking I'm pressed I'm doing way too good to walk around worrying about whether or not I shit on my ex They said talk about it Piff I'm like let's No cap, I'm choosing violence today If you don't like it, mind your business I ain't worry about your feelings 'Cause you really could get out of the way Finna dance on this bitch, no Pas de booray If you really tryna flex put your diamonds away Tell me how you treat your fam I ain't worried 'bout your bands You ain't happy I could see it from a mile a way No surfboard but you still riding the wave Get your own now talm 'bout Everybody capping on a song now talm 'bout They just tryna be the next man, not they own best friend They just wanna be a clone now talm bout But I be my beat my chest like Kong talm bout It's never that deep so I live and laugh And I know been blessed with the gift a gab That's just the half like siblings with different dads I'm already first place but I'm fit to last, 'cause I Flex From the swag to the way that I dress Do my dance and I hit my right-left Got me thinking like, damn, I been living my best My old joint probably thinking I'm pressed I'm doing way too good to walk around worrying about whether or not I shit on my ex They said talk about it Piff I'm like let's Try tell 'em I, flex From the swag to the way that I dress Do my dance and I hit my right-left Got me thinking like, damn, I been living my best My old joint probably thinking I'm pressed I'm doing way too good to walk around worrying about whether or not I shit on my ex They said talk about it Piff I'm like let's Try tell 'em I
Writer(s): Shaquille Edwards, Takura Masanga Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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