[Intro: Raymond Hill]

Raymond Hill

Haris

Yeah

God damn

[Verse 1: Haris]

Pick up pace its a quick flow

Catch a young nigga in the end zone

Stomp his ass out got the Timbs though

Chi-Town killer with a kilo

These days they be like what's your life like?

"Wish it was me though"

Since I left my home I been all 'lone

You don't want this yo

Me I run Dubai by myself

Man you don't want heat though

Had one girl but I took his girl

Man its looking like a cheat code

Sheets on deck but you freak on me

I’m just looking like the next best thing

When you wake up in the morning just staring at a ceiling

You gon' really wanna change some things

You don't know shit about me though

I could really be the city hero

All y'all sound like zeros

Your music really help my ego

Like, like, what's that?

Keep sounding like that please

I just got a girl off Soundcloud she think I don't lack

Please stay in your lane G

[Hook: Raymond Hill]

Nah I'm not the type to flex

But these women wanted sex

Oh yeah, they deserve it

They been working

I might have to flex

I might have to flex

I might have to get

Go get, with the shits

Need my fix

Most of all I need the checks

Now I need a bitch

(Damn)

All flexing all summer

All summer we be flexing

All summer we be fucking

Money spend it on protection

You need this right now

I'ma give it no debatin'

Can't leave me right now

Keep you watching never waitin'

[Verse 2: Haris]

I just got a girl off Soundcloud

With a backpack backpack full of drugs

That's a snack pack snack pack

God damn I think I am AD god

Cause we run the city

I'ma ban these niggas

Cause they sounding week like spring break

And I met Drake

And I'm too fly and you're too fake

And I called your bae she said he too lame

I been poppin' got watch my health

Cause I been poppin'

These pills and I'm not stopping

Until I'm dropping

I'm from Chicago there's a lot of options

Here to, and near boo

Know a couple shooters that'd hurt you

If I named you, if I cared too

They go bam bam like banged boos

Bang her and her friend too

Do this shit for my fam dude

Ain't a lot that I can't prove

Ain't a lot that I can't do

You was thinking that I couldn't do it

Had to do it

You was thinking that I...

[Hook: Raymond Hill]

Nah I'm not the type to flex

But these women wanted sex

Oh yeah, they deserve it

They been working

I might have to flex

I might have to flex

I might have to get

Go get, with the shits

Need my fix

Most of all I need the checks

Now I need a bitch

(Damn)

All flexing all summer

All summer we be flexing

All summer we be fucking

Money spend it on protection

You need this right now

I'ma give it no debatin'

Can't leave me right now

Keep you watching never waitin'

[Verse 3: Raymond Hill]

My dreams, are real

To me, they like

A list of my future accomplishments

Living so way up my music been popping, shit

Bitches be on me like Kenny on documents

I got the wave and I'm drowning you after all

I been so focused on college and Adderall

Savage like 21 don't give a fuck at all

Hoopin' like 23 now its my day to ball

I

Got all these bitches' numbers but I will not call them

(Call them)

Too much for you to handle trust me you should fall back

(Fall back)

Too invested in my music that's the draw back

(Draw Back)

But making music is worth all that

I bring the heat like Miami in summer

(Whooo!)

These bitches they love it when I'm undercover

(Whooo!)

Baby bend over and bump up your bumper

I ain't playin' round I can go find another

(Whooo!)

I bring the heat like Miami in summer it's hot like Yovanna now I'm on the come up

(Jheez)

I stunt on these bitches and these bitches love it