[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!