Flex (feat. Leven Kali)

All of these bitches, they mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh All of these bitches, they mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh Ooh, walk with a bag, ooh Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh Walk in the buildin', I flex on that boy I flex on that boy with the bag, ooh Ice on my neck and my mama like "Boy, where you get all of that cash?" I got the bag (Ooh), ice on my wrist Mama like, "Where you get this?" I got her sad (Ooh), gave her a brick Then I gave her a lil' kiss, ooh Yeah, I rock out in the six (six) But nigga, we fire, we split I'm takin' your shit, you college kid, ooh We really be poppin' shit, ooh I hit a lick, no kid, ooh I had a lick but no bih, ooh She suck me up like a tick, ooh Damn my weed smell like a pit, ooh He do that talkin', he simp, ooh Damn that bitch got a lil' thick, ooh I told that bitch to come in I told that bitch to come in All of these bitches, they mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh All of these bitches, they mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh Ooh, walk with a bag, ooh Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh All of these niggas, they mad, ooh Walk in the buildin', I flex on that boy I flex on that boy with the bag, ooh Ice on my neck and my mama like "Boy, where you get all of that cash?", ayy Yeah, who the fuck is you talkin' to, nigga? The fuck you think this is? You think 'cause you got a couple dollars you a fuckin' playboy? Nigga, you ain't no fuckin' playboy, nigga You ain't nothin', nigga Fuck outta here, Carti Fuck outta here Don't call my phone with that shit, my nigga Real mad Nigga, I don't ever get mad (Is you mad or what?) This nigga trippin' Girl, that's bad for us Say you mad for once Said she had enough Girl, that's bad for us She came back for once Yeah it's probably done She gon' back that ass I'm gonna spaz for us Girl, that's bad for us Say you mad for once Said she had enough Girl, that's bad for us I guess you're not feelin' me, uh Not feelin' the energy Baby girl, we can do plan A Baby girl, we can do plan B, ooh I walk in that bitch, they playin' my shit Walk in that bitch, eyes on the kicks Walk in that bitch, eyes on the fit I look at your bitch, then blow her a kiss (Mwah, ooh) I got that deuce in the coupe, huh Got a white bitch like YesJulz, huh All of my niggas, they fool, huh Look at that boy, look at his jewels All of my niggas, they bool, huh Louboutins bleed in the booth, ooh These niggas, they lookin' like who? Ooh, cash, cash, cash My outfit just made the front page, uh Hop off the plane, I run to the stage, yeah, ooh Your hoe gettin' laid, yeah, ayy She might come in late I heard that your nigga Atlanta I heard that your nigga LA I heard that your nigga a lame Might sing on a bitch, ayy Might sing on this shit Might sing on a bitch I might just sing on this shit I might just sing on this shit I might sing on this shit I might just sing on this shit