Flexer

I'm a fuckin' flexer, why you not oppressed
N***as talkin' shit, got the choppa on the dresser
Err got the stick, finna boy you fuckin' chest up
N***a fuck twelve, you know I don't let my lesson
Smokin' good gas, know a n***a never stressed

N***a fuck school, know a n***a never present
I just want the big franks and them dead presidents

Fuck you mean, n***a? Finesse dreams, n***a (Plug)
Dear got the stick, yeah, they got a beam n***a
Shawty fuckin' on my crew and the team, n***a
Cash rules everything for the cream, n***a

I don't do the Henny, all I do is drink the lean, n***a
And you can talk to Lit if it ain't about the green, n***a
And you know, lord dope go crazy
Smokin' on that gas got my eyes lookin' lazy

I'm sorry, lil' ho, you cannot be my baby
These n***as wanna be me, but they always hating
And I'm married to the money, sorry, I don't do no dating
I got ice on my neck, feel like a n***a skating
And a four with your bitch, now I'm lookin' rich
I got diamonds on my wrist and they dancin' havin' fits
That finesse dream shit, wrist look like piss
If a n***a talking shit, we gon' hit him with the stick