Flex

By DaBaby

Released on July 31, 2015

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[Intro]

Baby Jesus, Jesus

Yeah, look

Okay, look


[Verse]

Fuck all that flexin', that shit don't even impress me

The shit that these niggas doing, I did 2011

She wanna cuff a young nigga, tryna arrest me

She steady sending me messages textin' callin' me sexy

Got a weakness for my complexion, she eat me up like I'm Nestle

In the car gettin' head on the phone like Tommy on Belly

Woo, damn, I had to hang up the phone

Thinking 'bout that mouth, I done forgot the name of the song, Flex

Okay, I got it, let's get it, let's switch the topic

I made this song at the crib, I recorded it in my boxers

Hey, I'm gon' cut up 'cause I know that these niggas watchin'

And niggas gon' have to kill me 'cause ain't no way they can stop me

I'm breaking bread wit' my niggas, we maximizing the profit

I shake my head at these niggas, they seem to be lackin' knowledge

And I'm in the whip wit' a freak, she get money and go to college

She hit me up every week just to talk about all her problems

I tell her to let it go 'cause depression'll get the best of you

Ain't no room to be questionin' people that's standing next to you

If you not comprehending the shit that a nigga telling you

You should pick up a book, it's a lot of life left ahead of you, yeah

Vibe with me, let me pick at your brain

I grew up with a couple nigga I can't look at the same, no

Remember when I was a peewee, I knew I belonged on a TV

And now the same people who didn't believe me

Ironically, they wanna be me

You gotta have faith if you're trying to be great

Maintaining your focus through all of the hate

Keep sight of your vision in spite of opinions

A master Patek, nigga, minding my business

My mind on a million, my pockets was empty

I'm sending to fill 'em, ask God for forgiveness

He told me keep grinding and now that I'm winning

I know he created me with a purpose

And now when they see Baby Jesus, they nervous

No other shit possible to me, it can't hurt me

Gotta be wise, man, them eyes on my circle

These niggas unloyal, these niggas ain't for you, nope

Hm, let me talk to you for a minute

You give 'em too much attention

They ought to be in your business

I'm not the hottest, just kidding, I'm being modest

When claiming that I'm the best, ain't no flexin', I'm being honest

I recollect their respective, not feeling me when I started

Relentless consistency, now they realize I'm the hardest

I know I'm the biggest target, unfortunately they garbage

But this is the type of music that's supposed to reppin' Charlotte

Like I be tellin' niggas, like, I'm the best in my city (Charlotte)

I do this for y'all

Watch how you talk to me

Glad you want me to take it outside

You wonder why niggas don't play with Lil' John?

'Cause they know I stay with that iron

One thing I'm not into is wasting my time

I'm not finna play wit' your mind

Knew she was a freak when I looked in her eyes

I love the way that she ride, yeah

But I can't trust her 'cause I know how it go

And you probably wouldn't cuff her if you know what I know, hey

But shit, that's somethin' you gotta learn on your own, yeah

And yeah, I snapped on every word on this song, flex!


[Outro]

Charlotte, Charlotte

Baby Jesus, Jesus

You already know it

You already know it

Baby Jesus