DaBaby - Flex lyrics

Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

[DaBaby - Flex lyrics]

Baby Jesus, Jesus yeah, look
Okay, look

Fuck all that flexin'
That shit don't even impress me
The shit that these niggas doing, I did 2011
She wanna cuff a young nigga, tryna arrest me
She steady sending me messages
Textin' callin' me sexy
Got a weakness for my complexion
She eat me up like I'm Nestle
In the car gettin' head on the
Phone like Tommy on Belly
Woo, damn, I had to hang up the phone
Thinking 'bout that mouth, I done forgot
The name of the song, flex
Okay, I got it, let's get it
Let's switch the topic
I made this song at the crib
I recorded it in my boxers
Hey, I'm gon' cut up 'cause I
Know that these niggas watchin'
And niggas gon' have to kill me 'cause
Ain't no way they can stop me
I'm breaking bread wit' my niggas
We maximizing the profit
I shake my head at these niggas
They seem to be lackin' knowledge
And I'm in the whip wit' a freak
She get money and go to college
She hit me up every week just
To talk about all her problems
I tell her to let it go 'cause
Depression'll get the best of you
Ain't no room to be questionin' people
That's standing next to you
If you not comprehending the shit
That a nigga telling you
You should pick up a book, it's a
Lot of life left ahead of you, yeah
Vibe with me, let me pick at your brain
I grew up with a couple nigga
I can't look at the same, no
Remember when I was a peewee
I knew I belonged on a TV
And now the same people who didn't believe me
Ironically, they wanna be me
You gotta have faith if you're
Trying to be great
Maintaining your focus through all
Of the hate keep sight of your vision
In spite of opinions
A master Patek, nigga, minding my business
My mind on a million, my pockets was empty
I'm sending to fill 'em
Ask God for forgiveness
He told me keep grinding and
Now that I'm winning
I know he created me with a purpose
And now when they see Baby Jesus
They nervous no other shit possible to me
It can't hurt me
Gotta be wise, man, them eyes on my circle
These niggas unloyal, these niggas
Ain't for you, nope
Hm, let me talk to you for a minute
You give 'em too much attention
They ought to be in your business
I'm not the hottest, just kidding
I'm being modest when claiming that I'm the
Best, ain't no flexin', i'm being honest
I recollect their respective
Not feeling me when I started
Relentless consistency
Now they realize I'm the hardest
I know I'm the biggest target
Unfortunately they garbage
But this is the type of music
That's supposed to reppin' Charlotte
Like I be tellin' niggas, like
I'm the best in my city (Charlotte)
I do this for y'all watch how you talk to me
Glad you want me to take it outside
You wonder why niggas don't
Play with Lil' John?
'Cause they know I stay with that iron
One thing I'm not into is wasting my time
I'm not finna play wit' your mind
Knew she was a freak when
I looked in her eyes
I love the way that she ride, yeah
But I can't trust her 'cause I know how it go
And you probably wouldn't cuff her if
You know what I know, hey
But shit, that's somethin' you gotta
Learn on your own, yeah
And yeah, I snapped on every
Word on this song, flex!

Charlotte, Charlotte baby Jesus, Jesus
You already know it you already know it
Baby Jesus

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