Flex'n (feat. Cisalo)

Yeah I made this beat in like shit, two hrs Told Cisalo gone jump on this hoe Talkin bout Level up type shidd Yea hear me Yeah, Yeah Aye Iggy, you a fool for this one baby Shit, we still out here making it Do something for the do something Ya heard me Wooo, You Know I'm flexing, Money, I'm flexing I'm flexing, Cars, I'm flexing I'm flexing, Diamonds, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I been on their neck I'm flexing I'm flexing, Clothes, I'm flexing I'm flexing, These hoes, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I'm flexing Aye Walking this bitch like a TopModel Young niggah buying me bottles I been on go, Full throttle I think I just broke the nozzle I made it rain on a Thot Hoe Look like she just hit the LATTO She made it clap I said Bravo While blowing some Os Out this O of Gelato Everything I got, call it Nacho That mean it's mine, not yours I think I want me a MK Not talking Michael or Kors I'm a turn-up like it's B-day I just might smoke a cigar Hoe try to put me on 3 way I do not f*ck with u whores I only f*ck with the money I only f*ck with my paper I only f*ck with my Glockie Don't give a f*ck bout a hater He love my ass cuz I'm cocky Everything I do be so major Designer all on my body I like my drink with no chaser Pour me up, Pour me up Pour it, double cup Run up on me hoe u dumb af I dropped a track just to level up Run it up, Run it up F*ck would I look a runner-up Ran through a rack just to double up If You anit a boss, u can sit with us I'm flexing, Money, I'm flexing I'm flexing, Cars, I'm flexing I'm flexing, Diamonds, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I been on their neck I'm flexing I'm flexing, Clothes, I'm flexing I'm flexing, These hoes, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I'm flexing Two cups, for the two sluts In the blue truck Betta move cuz you know They bout to Introduce us Down to the wire Drown em in fire Hard to the fiber Ain't talking Metamucil They be hanging with the Gs, thieves, and the boosters Freaky sneaky link is getting down when my crew up Double cup please, while they blowing up the trees And I'm throwing up C's But it's shout out to the Roosters Owea Wanna be down like a bass line Put a hole in yo chest tryna take mine Don't at or mention in The feds listening so don't hit me on FaceTime When I'm in yo city know I'm thuggin truly I'm looking for ya girlfriend with the big Ole booty Flexin with my girl Iggy drinking Tangeray And you know we got the tooly Never simpin why them women wanna have my baby They be water whippin in my town like the 80's Bricks be flipping they gone whip it down like they slaving You ain't gotta play me See it in yo face you hate me but f*ck them hoes I'm flexing, Money, I'm flexing I'm flexing, Cars, I'm flexing I'm flexing, Diamonds, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I been on their neck I'm flexing I'm flexing, Clothes, I'm flexing I'm flexing, These hoes, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I'm flexing I'm flexing, I'm flexing