Talk To Em (feat. Veeze)

I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

Ayo, Manzz

Wake up, brought the checkbook, I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

Wake up, brought the checkbook, I might buy a necklace

Wake up, brought the checkbook, I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

Hey, he blew up 'bout the South and now he litty

Ain't no question at all that he put on for his city

Put on for his bitty

He shot up like a rocket and took all his people wit' him

I just got me a '71 on thirties with a system

The motor out a Corvette, when it pat the gas, get envy

Ain't worried 'bout no crosses, I don't hang around them **** (Uh-uh)

Get ugly 'fore the glow-up 'cause the streets ain't got no filter (Hey)

They say banana clips were made for monkeys in the middle

I'm BigDog, that without this shit, let's get this understood

Go crazy when we pop out, got McLarens in the hood (Yup)

Smoke bubblegum for breakfast, I'm on flavors when she chew it

My **** **** gon' hop out and go brazy when he do it

He act crazy when he do it

You name a place, he go get to it

I did a show in Raleigh, hundred-thousand on me showin' (Uh, that symbol)

If I ain't the one who started it, I'm for sure the one that 'fluenced it

You can't say that you done it, we the ones who steady doin' it (We the motherfuckers who 'fluenced it)

Hey, we, hey

I'll pop out with it right now

You still gon' see me hittin' in the club with the lights out

That money that you showin', we done thrown it, that's on me right now

I got that on me right now

And once we throw this shit up in the air, it's gon' come down

I'll pop out with it right now

You still gon' see me hittin' in the club with the lights out

That money that you showin', we done blown, that's on me right now

I got that on me right now

And once we throw this shit up in the air, it's gon' come down

Yeah, **** it's gon' come down

Once we throw this shit up in the air, it's gon' come down

WalkDog, what up?

1017, we knocking shit, what up?

Where's the smoke? A bitch stuck, let that money fall

Let's see who can throw the most, let's have a money brawl (Let's have a round)

Pop a goofy out the club, just like Remy Ma (Yeah)

Have these bitches showing titties, look like Mardi Gras (Gang, gang)

Man, that bitch got good-ass head, she a know-it-all (Got that throat)

I got a Presidential suite, I feel like Donald Trump (I'm at the top)

I'm in the 'Rari, you see the engine, you can pop the trunk

I'm sippin' code' up on a ho, my heart a hockey player

I walk up in the club with dog shit, I got WalkDog with me

I'm starting to feel like Barry Sanders 'cause I run my city (I run the D)

And ever since I got my racks up, I been extra picky

We get them bags and treat with seal and so the dogs don't sniff it

Hey, we, hey

I'll pop out with it right now

You still gon' see me hittin' in the club with the lights out

That money that you showin', we done thrown it, that's on me right now

I got that on me right now

And once we throw this shit up in the air, it's gon' come down

I'll pop out with it right now

You still gon' see me hittin' in the club with the lights out

That money that you showin', we done blown, that's on me right now

I got that on me right now

And once we throw this shit up in the air, it's gon' come down

Woke up and I'm flexin', I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

I might buy a necklace, Patek me, I'm flexin'

Woke up and I'm flexin', I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

I might buy a necklace, Patek me