I gotta flex, I gotta flex (I gotta flex)

I gotta flex! , I gotta flex

[Hook][Dee-ro]

I gotta flex on these niggas, I drop a check on these niggas

Look at the wave we done built up

You looking mad because we different

I gotta flex, I gotta flex, these niggas they mad they looking upset

I gotta flex, I gotta flex, these niggas they mad they looking upset, hey! X2

[Verse 1][Dee-Ro]

I gotta flex for the 1 time

I drop a check for the 1 time

She looking' real stressed cuz she not mine

All I see is green no stop sign

Hammer tucked, walk in the club and we fuck it up

These niggas they know they can't fuck with us

They copy my shit and they study us, yeah

Man these niggas talked down on me

You can't get a fuckin pound homie

They used to dub me had a frown on me

Now I come through all smiles on me

I gotta flex drop a bomb

I got the world in my palm

I just be smoking' that strong

Me and 3rds time so you know thats a charm

I cannot take being last place

I see that they got on the mad face

Bad bitch in the cut, give me mad face

When I speed do the dash in a crash race

When I come through I flex and thats all day

Man that bitch so bad yeah she's naughty

Keep my foot on the gas and thats no brakes

My jewelry is frosted, thats no flakes

They know I go ape and thats no bape

I gotta work I can't take a break

I need a whip I can't take the train

While em clean man that boy a stain

These niggas they wilding thats all for fame

Nigga thats not how you make a name

Me and my niggas we go insane

Stay making this fire that propane

[Hook][Dee-Ro]

I gotta flex on these niggas, I drop a check on these niggas

Look at the wave we done built up

You looking mad because we different

I gotta flex, I gotta flex, these niggas they mad they looking upset

I gotta flex, I gotta flex, these niggas they mad they looking upset, hey!

[2nd Verse][3rd Minded]

No side trackin'

Im in my head till my bread stacking

Never catch me in the streets lacking

On sight you see action

Jay the type to be like

Fuck talk lets get it scrapping

We the type to be like I see no thing happen

Fuck talking to the ops

Fuck them and the cops

They hating on what they not

Imagine if I had a drop

Jay got the drip watch him drop, they fuckin with a different strain

Smoke going straight for your brain we tryna light up the block

I do not know writers block

I be a ghost rider if I want, bust a key when I stunt

I beat the bush and I keep it blunt

I keep a Kush rolled in a blunt

Funny how they say they some real niggas and try to check the authenticity but they ass front

3rd yes slash no

Im in the front going beastmode

For the east coast

Dont stress much got the cheatcode

In the stu blowing weed smoke ah

Cuz Im gonna flex on these niggas

I keep it no less with these niggas

But won't give my best to these niggas

I put em to rest give em slippers

It looks like they shaking

Wake and baking with the steez awakening

Better know who you is and who we are

You either with the steez or we let you starve

We either superstars or we shooting stars

Pull up to the stu with big booty broads

I swear lord if this isn't what I'm meant for

Stop me now cuz I'm way to far from being the goat

[Hook][Dee-Ro]

I gotta flex on these niggas, I drop a check on these niggas

Look at the wave we done built up

You looking mad because we different

I gotta flex, I gotta flex, these niggas they mad they looking upset

I gotta flex, I gotta flex, these niggas they mad they looking upset, hey! x2