Flexing and finessing, why do you question
Flexing and finessing, yeah we so reckless
Flexing and finessing, ain't get the message
Flexing and finessing, yeah we still repping
Flexing and finessing, why do you question
Flexing and finessing, yeah we so reckless
Flexing and finessing, ain't get the message
Flexing and finessing, yeah we still repping
Flex, flex yeah we flexing
Flex, flex we the x-men
Flex, flex we still repping
Flex, flex ask no questions
Fuck her, I ain't feel right blow eight K in one night
That's quite alright, I got high, took flight
But I can't blame ye, fuck I ain't feel right
I want Bacardi on ice, I can't slow down
You smell the loud, some see you now
The real person comes out, you try to change me now
I know who you are, you smoke so much weed
Don't lie to me, I'm going off
I made you, I made you
Flexing and finessing, flexing
I ran out of what to say, I think there's a part where just, it should cut, yeah like cut to the hook
Cause I ran out of shit to say, I know it keeps going, I just don't know what to say
Flexing and finessing, why do you question
Flexing and finessing, yeah we so reckless
Flexing and finessing, ain't get the message
Flexing and finessing, yeah we still repping
Flexing and finessing, why do you question
Flexing and finessing, yeah we so reckless
Flexing and finessing, ain't get the message
Flexing and finessing, yeah we still repping
