6obby - flex lyrics
[6obby - flex lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, ayy yeah yeah, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah ayy, ayy
Yeah ayy
I just stay flexin' in this Bape
Smoking this weed I got strength
Pouring a pint in my drink
Gucci my shoes, got no snakes
I got ripped jeans and they faded
She asks "can I send you a text?"
I told that bitch I gotta flex
I told that bitch I gotta flex
Flex, flex, flex, flexin'
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Pouring some purp in the mix
I even got gold on my wrist
I'm living my life to the most
I'm chilling with hoes from the coast
Bitches stay textin' my phone
I just stay poppin' the dough
These people don't leave me alone
Yeah they won't leave me alone
Always be rollin' my dope
Always be countin' my dough
Always got apes on my clothes
Yeah, you already know
All of this ice got me froze
Chill like I'm Frosty the Snowman
I was so broke now I got bands
Wearing Off White with the white Vans
Flexing these racks with my team
So watch it, you know we be clean
My boxers are sayin' Supreme
Full black and my waist with two g's
Rolling them guns in a rap
Hot bitch and she throwin' it back
Her hair and her lipstick is black
She fine and she got a fat ass
'Bout to go smoke up the gas
I feel it be cleaner than glass
I finna be worth a few stacks
Smoking my face like The Mask
Flexing, I'll never turn back
Flexing, I'll never turn back
I just stay flexin' in this Bape
Smoking this weed I got strength
Pouring a pint in my drink
Gucci my shoes, got no snakes
I got ripped jeans and they faded
She asks "can I send you a text?"
I told that bitch I gotta flex
I told that bitch I gotta flex
Flex, flex, flex, flexin'
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flexin'
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah ayy, ayy
Yeah ayy
I just stay flexin' in this Bape
Smoking this weed I got strength
Pouring a pint in my drink
Gucci my shoes, got no snakes
I got ripped jeans and they faded
She asks "can I send you a text?"
I told that bitch I gotta flex
I told that bitch I gotta flex
Flex, flex, flex, flexin'
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Pouring some purp in the mix
I even got gold on my wrist
I'm living my life to the most
I'm chilling with hoes from the coast
Bitches stay textin' my phone
I just stay poppin' the dough
These people don't leave me alone
Yeah they won't leave me alone
Always be rollin' my dope
Always be countin' my dough
Always got apes on my clothes
Yeah, you already know
All of this ice got me froze
Chill like I'm Frosty the Snowman
I was so broke now I got bands
Wearing Off White with the white Vans
Flexing these racks with my team
So watch it, you know we be clean
My boxers are sayin' Supreme
Full black and my waist with two g's
Rolling them guns in a rap
Hot bitch and she throwin' it back
Her hair and her lipstick is black
She fine and she got a fat ass
'Bout to go smoke up the gas
I feel it be cleaner than glass
I finna be worth a few stacks
Smoking my face like The Mask
Flexing, I'll never turn back
Flexing, I'll never turn back
I just stay flexin' in this Bape
Smoking this weed I got strength
Pouring a pint in my drink
Gucci my shoes, got no snakes
I got ripped jeans and they faded
She asks "can I send you a text?"
I told that bitch I gotta flex
I told that bitch I gotta flex
Flex, flex, flex, flexin'
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flexin'
Flex, flex, I be flexin'
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, I be flexin'