[ Featuring YJ! ]
I be flexin', I got money clutchin' on my Smith and Wesson
Put on fashion like Ranch, I be dressin'
In my room sippin' drink like I'm Nesbitt, Yeah, I'm Nesbitt,
But now it's flyshi I love money, getting gold like a pirate
I got shooters, diss on me, get your eye hit
Goin' up, me and gang, we start a riot, start a riot, uh-huh
Pedal to the metal, racin' like Forza, told this ho, I got keys just like Sora,
White hoe she in love with my aura, and I love you, take a date to Bora Bora
Foreign hoe, and I'm all up in my foreign whip
Yeah, I'm in a Beamer, you can't see, cause it's 5%
In the hood, I start jumpin', cause my parlay hit
Niggas say they gon' kill me, I say type shit
I say type shit, bae let's take a flight quick
Flexin' on these haters, I just up my left and right wrists
Walk up in the building, they tryna figure out who I'm is
They see a fly young nigga poppin his shi, wan get like him
But yeah, you know we steppin', keep on talkin', it get reckless
I came swerve thru in that coupe, man, it's the chuck, that's what I'm repin
All my prayers go to the Lord, I'm tryna count up all my blessings
But I'm really just be talkin' while y'all think that I be flexin', uh
Yeah, we not flexin', uh, yeah, we just steppin' uh
Since I got this brand new Beamer, I can't stop drivin' reckless
I'm tryna touch a milli' for the fam, thats why I'm steppin' hard
I know I go just make this shit look easy, but it's really hard
I don't sip on none to drink, don't ask if i want wockhart
I don't care about no one else, so I'ma go do my part
But I put on this drip from head to toe, don't need no stylist
Took a trip to Bora Bora, got her on a private
Yeah, we up, we on first-name basis with the pilot
Got a white girl all on my line, that's my luh fine shit
That's my luh fine shit
