[Intro:]
Yeah, we turning up on a Saturday night
Pass me a bottle let me mix it alright
And we're dancing real crazy we can do it all night
And we ain't got no worries, it's gonna be alright
[Verse 1:]
I'm with my n***a OG blowing OG
They blind to the fact, pussy can't see
Flex, Flex, Flex man it's so easy
And I do it real quick like 1, 2, 3
And your girl is on my D
Make that was clap, where the fuck you going
Shawty bring that ass back
You're messing with a star I can put you on the map
Catch me outside n***a, how about that?
I'm outstanding, I run the rap game and I'm grinding
Time is money so I guess I'm perfect timing
Look at me now, man I can't stop rhyming
Ain't nobody here that can do it like me
They try to bite my style, they try to dress like me
But they all just hate cause I'm who they wanna be
I got the game on lock and I got a master key
And these other n***as virgins cause they can't fuck with me

[Chorus:]
Yeah, we turning up on a Saturday night
Pass me a bottle let me mix it alright
And we're dancing real crazy we can do it all night
And we ain't got no worries, it's gonna be alright
I swear these other n***as they can't do it like me
They try to bite my style they try to dress like me
But they all just hate cause I'm who they wanna be
But one thing is for sure they can't flex like me, no
Flex like me no, Flex like me no, Flex like me
I swear these other n***as they can't flex like me no

[Verse 2:]
I'm with my n***a OG blowing OG
They like to judge a n***a, but they don't know me
Man, Flex, Flex, flex man it's so easy
And I do it real quick like A,B,C
But they can't read my letter cause I'm a real G
I came straight from the bottom and I did it myself
I'm sick with it n***a, so they worry about my health
Ain't nobody here that can do it like me
These other n***as fake and I'm the real OG
And all the girls yeah they know me
And all the hey, hey, hoes yeah n***a yeah they know me too
Ooouuu my n***a King Racks, you're only getting better
Ice on my wrist, that shit colder than the weather
I ain't in a gang but a n***a throwing gang signs
Mayo, Mayo, Mayo cause I'm cooking up the fucking sauce
You better pay attention cause you're talking to a fucking boss

[Chorus:]
Yeah, we turning up on a Saturday night
Pass me a bottle let me mix it alright
And we're dancing real crazy we can do it all night
And we ain't got no worries, it's gonna be alright
I swear these other n***as they can't do it like me
They try to bite my style they try to dress like me
But they all just hate cause I'm who they wanna be
But one thing is for sure they can't flex like me, no
Flex like me no, Flex like me no, Flex like me
I swear these other n***as they can't flex like me no