Flex On

Lyrics
[Intro] Oh yeah Twenty-one-seven-oh shit Ayy [Chorus] Remember when I was around, ayy Never would you hear me out, ayy But now I bless 'em with the sound I guess I gotta flex on, flex on, flex on Remember when I was around (yeah, yeah) Never would you hear me out (yeah, yeah) But now I bless 'em with the sound (yeah, yeah) I guess I gotta flex on, flex on, flex on, ayy [Verse 1] Crusin' round the city, I was higher than a ma'fucker Link up with my guys and we be ridin' like a ma'fucker Make up with my girl, yeah, she be finer than a ma'fucker Flex out on a couch, work it out like [?] 'Member never used to be like this when I was comin' up Ladies used to play me to the left like I'm a runner up Nothing's changed, except your man's a fan, and he be on my stuff Bank account's got a couple bucks, in the streets they show me love, woo [?] hear me now Ray Charles [?] ladies [?] see me now Celebration night and everything was shouted Snapchat stories saved, so later we can talk about it Memories, now I get high and everything is gravy (so good) Satin shirts with buttons open like we're from the eighties ([?]) Green room bigger than my bedroom, feelin' like we made Now everything is all good [Chorus] Remember when I was around (yeah, yeah) Never would you hear me out (yeah, yeah) But now I bless 'em with the sound (yeah, yeah) I guess I gotta flex on, flex on, flex on, ayy [Verse 2] I got this whole shit reloaded We got this other shit decoded Yeah, I got everything you needed, [?] It's [?] no money, you can't afford it I got two or three, if you wanna pop it I got two of these Roll around the city, I'm the man like what you used to be Pull up to the venue unexpected, no RSVP Man, I'm gone like RIP, wish me well with a eulogy Like woo, hey, look at me now, my brother, you see me around Remember was standin' in lines and lookin' for handouts, security pattin' me down But now I pull up at the spot, look at the clock, two AM, bring yo' friend Never gon' lock us out, rules don't apply, 'cause I put work in, hey [Chorus] Remember when I was around (yeah, yeah) Never would you hear me out (yeah, yeah) But now I bless 'em with the sound (yeah, yeah) I guess I gotta flex on, flex on, flex on Remember when I was around (yeah, yeah) Never would you hear me out (yeah, yeah) But now I bless 'em with the sound (yeah, yeah) I guess I gotta flex on, flex on, flex on [Outro] 'Cause I got this whole shit reloaded, hey We got this other shit decoded, hey Oh yeah Oh yeah I guess I gotta flex on, flex, flex
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Credits
- Writers
- B Wise
- Nic Martin