Lyrics Flexin - Blake

Flexin

Flexin' on niggas, I’m extra
Watch how I apply that pressure
My bitch look like Cinderella
Shawty gave me head in her Sketchers
Brand new bitch, I don’t need her
Oh I’m trash?
Why you begging for a feature?
I think niggas gone need a plan B
'Cause I come too hard through the speakers
Wait, panoramic roof in the whip
Pop out the cut, let it rip
On my Ps and Qs, Ion slip
Never kiss that bitch up on her lips
Whole lotta shit went left
Had to get right by myself
Spent about 5 on my waist
But these little niggas 'bout to make me take off my belt
Got a whole lotta Benjis
Bitches on my dick sitting pretty
Think you fucking with me, you silly
Age 18 bought a E-350
Now my wrist real frozen like Disney
Bitch, yo, please, I can’t take no pictures
No, I can’t follow back on Twitter
But look, I’ma hit that pussy with a favorite
And I’ma leave it with a retweet to my niggas
Aye, really spent a rack on my wrist
Aye, I’ma watch these niggas throw a fit
You in love with her?
What a coincidence
Stop tripping nigga that’s both our bitch
Nigga why you mad?
Are you sad?
I like to tweet, tweet, tweet, headass
I’m broke so I’m mad looking ass
Funny ass nigga, get off your ass and get some cash
Pull off in a jag
Nigga might just pull off in a jag
Ain’t no breaks, straight gas
200 on the dash
Y’all niggas talk too much
Now I’m on your motherfucking ass
Yeah I got them racks
So I’ma cash out at Saks
I’ma hit that bitch from the back
And 'member if they ask
I’m in my own lane
If they really wanna know where I’m at
Aye!