B.o.B - Flexed Up lyrics

They came to doubt us with my mess
And you the fool
You tryina post a VIP my nigga, who was you
Valet my shit, I rock that shit
I rock that fucking spot see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot
Im flexing, Im flexing, Im flexing
Im flexing see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot
Im flexing, Im flexing, Im flexing
Im flexing see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot

Anybody looking for the old me? Go
Down for my old shit
Coming at a nigga with a sneak diss
Might as well put it out in the open
It ain't about the price tag
This why I never look at the price tag
Nothing going on and on, but I
Am killing this shit, but nigga, warp brain
All I hear is loud picks
All I see is satellites
I don't trust these hoes, no
Not even in my afterlife
No love for the bloodsuckers
Tryina snatch a piece
They tryina grab a bite
Who wouldve guessed this type of life would
Generate this much of an appetite?
Life is a 8 count so Im
Always ahead about two steps
And to this day I still ain't seen a
Nigga coming close to what I do yet
Thats why she choosing up
She tooted up like a true vet
And she down for the crew
She giving that crew name

They came to doubt us with my mess
And you the fool
You tryina post a VIP my nigga, who was you
Valet my shit, I rock that shit
I rock that fucking spot see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot
Im flexing, Im flexing, Im flexing
Im flexing see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot
Im flexing, Im flexing, Im flexing
Im flexing see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot

These impostors deserve an Oscar
They know Im sick, flow is nauseous
I need a doctor
If she do it proper she on the rising
But, I just ain't saving hoes
Im no Kevin Costner
You looking for me? You know where Im at
Im up at the suite, party of three
The ball 23 but one of the greatest arguably
You hear what I hear? The stocks
Went up so pardon the fee
Don't get it twisted, how can I change?
Im still the same nigga, just harder to reach
Im self made and Im certified
Flexed up like Im working out
I spit flames it's Kirby time Im
So fly I might burn alive
In her hair like curling iron
She grip that wood like turpentine
I asked her what that mouth
Do then she verbalized

They came to doubt us with my mess
And you the fool
You tryina post a VIP my nigga, who was you
Valet my shit, I rock that shit
I rock that fucking spot see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot
Im flexing, Im flexing, Im flexing
Im flexing see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot
Im flexing, Im flexing, Im flexing
Im flexing see these jewels
Snatch your bitch up in the parking lot