[Intro]
Kyg Kyg Kyg got that bounce !!

[Chorus]
D max D max
Ain't gotta flex
You see that
Trekking the cliff like richard
Stacking the racks I got bandz
Let the bish dance
Wait !!!!
D max, I got the sauce
Need drip pan
See I'm the boss
Believe that
Ain't gotta ain't gotta flex
You see that

Verse 1

She see that ,see that
She be like He-man He-man
And I 'm like the man, the man no rest , no cap
If I pull up in this bish I'm gon' kidnap
I'm on
Pouring plenty
I ain't talking brandy
I don't fuck with many
Yes Lord
DAKAIT

Meri haddein nahi, asi karein ati, jale gale sadi, bas shauk
Dheemay dheemay, cheeray seenay
Moti, heerey, khokha, mota sceane, nag ke naginey
Sona seize hai, mota piece hai, ghoda lease pe chal feel le seedhey
Gajab kheench ke, halak cheer ke cheekhey, galat feel mein launde josheeley

[Chorus]

D max D max
Ain't gotta flex
You see that
Trekking the cliff like richard
Stacking the racks I got bandz
Let the bish dance
Wait
D max I got the sauce
Need drip pan
See I'm the boss
Believe that
Ain't gotta ain't gotta flex
You see that


Verse 2
I'm dripping dripping
I can't lie that's how I'm living
On the fire outhea I'm freezin chilling
If we pull up on the scene hitting
Talking biggie business
Twenty four ,Twenty four carats
Bitches in a row they dancing
Retro I know they embarrass
Tyson on my fist bout' to blow I'm trapping
Flying with a cheque
Island on my neck
Bet I' mma get
Ain't from this planet
Like I ain't neva landed
Yeah pimping a habit
Yeah I got my stash
I got the cream, I got the ice
Don't even sip yet she too fine
We moving right, cruising in night
Been schooling , no lie
You know I ain't got no type


[Chorus]

D max D max
Ain't gotta flex
You see that
Trekking the cliff like richard
Stacking the racks I got bandz
Let the bish dance
Wait !!!!
D max I got the sauce
Need drip pan
See I'm the boss
Believe that
Ain't gotta ain't gotta flex
You see that
Illegal Thing ayy!