[Intro: DJ L-Spade]
*Alligator growl* Eh?
Nani kore?
Lately I'm feeling a little Displaced, I'm feeling a little Displaced
I'm Displaced, I'm feeling a little Displaced
(Uhh)
(Yeaah) (Yeaah)
[Verse 1: James Payne Lethal]
I'm in position because I'm consistent, when obstacles came I remain persistent
Your girl fascinated with what I'm possessin' , my watch my rang my clothes and my necklace
I handled more weight than fat n**** would, I lifted more pounds than a weightlifter could
Narcotics of different variety, I distributed to society
Flexin' like Hulk Hogan with the pythons, chain hit like somebody cut the lights on
Don't I look like a hood n**** trophy? You too close lil n**** back up you don't know me
Humble start but I lust for the luxury, all this gold on me look like young Mr. T
In the trap the plug called me his M.V.P. Flex Lugar guess that's why they mad at me
Loud got me beating on my chest like the Ultimate Warrior, no face paint just red eyes
Pharmaceuticals and bails on the scale, raised hell, in pursuit of blue faces and green guys
I don't exercise I let my pistol do the work, bet it burn, when I pull up on ya raise and let it squirt
Red stains on shirt now you ready for the dirt, they say I terrify my city like that n**** Lil Durk
I'mma flex, bo flex, big flex, mo' flex, all I want is mo' checks, mo' sex, mo' neck
No stress, I'm blessed! My Kush is the best! You gon' feel it in your chest! Oh yes oh yes!
If you answer me wrong you better get it correct, you a troll on the net, I don't play with disrespect
Face to face, you a flake, sweaty collar round your neck, now you looking for the "It" behind the E-X
[Chorus: DJ L-Spade]
[Japanese singing with chops]
[Verse 2: K Rider]
Fuck the sky cause I see no limit, a year before you did we don' did it
"I Am Chiba" gimmick? Within a week a "so called" DJ bit it (Say what?)
They hate us, won't be admitted, (Hell nahhh) say "join us" he'd agree in minutes (Gyeah!)
Flex hard as arms when you slap, strap, then put a needle in it!
Go hard like (Uh) soft white (Uh) when Spade put that in pots to make Cocaine rocks (Ooh)
Flex! Hard as arms holdin' the hammer on a bakin' soda box!
Wizard with words, Arnold (Sorry), I flex harder although you're much bigger (Uhuh)
Yes Sir! (Uhuh) I flex harder then Arnold Schwarze---"N word"
Walk in the club like Dave, in the Chapelle Show slow mo
Flex (Yeh) like Daemon, oh no, hold up bro, no homo (Ooooh!)
You'll be let down but I don't write these lyrics, you're completely torn (what?)
That I use real ghostwriters, I mean spirits! Demons and an Ouija Board!