Flex rule da world

Lyrics

[Chorus] I swear that the flex gon' rule the world (Flex, flex) I-I pull up and flex, and do your girl (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Pull up, we got checks up, count up (Beep) Hol' up, love the money counter (Beep) Put the racks up on the counter Put the sticks up on the dresser MAC-11 came with suppressor (Boop-boop, boop-boop) Fucked all of my goddamn friends up Fucked Alyssa, fucked Vanessa Bitch, go put them fuckin' bands up I got a .56, won't put hands up MIA, finna fuck on a fan, yeah Still ridin' 'round with that van [Verse] Goyard bag, hold bands BL, catch me with that clan Team no lack, can't use my hands (No bap) I got slime, go crack for bands (No bap) I got slime, go crack for Xans Perc-15, I can't hold hands (Brrt, brrt) Told her, "Hit me when you land" Vetements for my fuckin' mans YSL pants (YSL, YSL), you can chеck my stance (Slatt) We got hella Glocks (Doo), won't totе none in my pants (Boop-boop, boop-boop) Ridin' 'round, Porsche truck (Skrrt, skrrt), with the braids, lil' man (Yeah) Since you brave, lil' man (Brave), wanna see what you say, lil' man (What you say) I'm in the A, quit playin' (Quit playin') Freak hoes, I'ma throw some, dance (Freak hoes) Run the bands on my Rick Owens pants Dior, wanna sex? Quit playin' Rock shows out, I went ham Chrome Heart on sleeves, I'm stamped (Stamped) Hundred shots gon' fix your camp Pussy niggas not up, we campin' [Chorus] I swear that the flex gon' rule the world (Flex, flex) I-I pull up and flex, and do your girl (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Pull up, we got checks up, count up (Beep) Hol' up, love the money counter (Beep) Put the racks up on the counter Put the sticks up on the dresser MAC-11 came with suppressor (Boop-boop, boop-boop) Fucked all of my goddamn friends up Fucked Alyssa, fucked Vanessa Bitch, go put them fuckin' bands up I got a .56, won't put hands up MIA, finna fuck on a fan, yeah Still ridin' 'round with that van