[Verse 1]
Please don't flex on me, and I won't flex on you
I'm just flexing on you baby, In this new Coupe
I'm just flexing on them n***as in my old school
They can't flex up on Lil Candy that's the wrong move
They like, " Where his deal? Do he got a mill?"
Where'd he get his ice? Is his wrist on chill?
Do he got that lifestyle that I want to feel
All these hoes he piped down
Man, That shit for real
They want to live like me because I got thotians
Best believe these hoes bite down like some piranha's
I text his bitch
And take his bitch
And put her in Dolce & Gabbana
He talking down on me
Then he gone see my persona
Flexing since 2015, These n***as took my sauce
It kinda made me mad
Oh well, now I'm going harder
I ain't get it easy
I ain't even cheating
Saw you buying followers like we didn't see it
There is zero cap in me
Cause there is not a reason
I can see the cap in Y'all
Y'all n***as misleading
If you talk down on the gang
We gone get to beating
Ain't no lemons in this room
My choppa get to squeezing
If you cap on me
Imma cap on you
It's some big guns in this Lil' coupe
Snowing on the block
Cause my neck on avalanche
I'm posting on every state
Like that shit Afghanistan
We might have to do him bad, Please, don't call the ambulance
I am not a Minute Man
I'm in here forever man
She want me to beat it up
Babygirl, Where is your man?
She say she say she a hustler
Lil Candy be a business man