[Verse 1: Qastal]
Look at me wolf of the wall street
Look at me wolf of the wall street
Look at me wolf of the wall street
We'll be livin' in the high street ya bitch
Welcome to my street
Bitches be kissin' my feet
Telling me to be discrete
Protecting my meat
People be telling my dick is so sweet
I'm the elite
All my enemies are hard to delete
Look at my eyes then go see the receipt
I'm in the high seat
Go get off my dick
Go sit in my seat
High seat is my seat
[Verse 2: Qillah]
Fuck all the nogs
Humans be dogs
Building as big as the stogs [?????]
No need to flex with this bitch
Leave your body in the ditch
Girls screaming at high pitch
Swim team go to rich
Nigga looked handicapped
Bitch gonna have to get slapped
We're gon' have to adapt
Looking like a bitch clown
All this pussy I might drown
Bitch boy bring my crown
[Chorus: abel and Haytch]
Look at my eyes flex
Gold on my wrist flex
New whip, flex (money)
New box, flex (bling bling)
Just like famous dicks (gang)
Look at my eyes flex
Rolex on wrist flex
New girl, flex (money)
New chains, flex (bling bling)
Just like famous dicks
Just like famous dicks
Throw a flashbang
[Verse 3: Haytch]
I be sippin sprite
Look at my wrist full of ice
You nasty bitch got lice
Swim team going live
You know I'm not nice
Hey girl what's the price
For themessingsomeadvice [????????????]
I'm on a roll (yeah)
Panamera (yeah)
I be keeping a pole [?]
Wear designer clothes
B ball like D Rose
Bitch thicc like amber rose (THICC)
Too much ice, time froze
Shooting all these haters down like dominoes
I'm the type of nigga you cannot oppose
Man, I'm lit cool me down with a fire hose
All these loose heads I gotta dispose
Fucking these two bitches they were lesboes
We're all rabee[?] looking like a rambo
I'm a king who'll never be dethroned
(Yeah, imma flex)
(Yo, imma flex)
[Verse 4: $nailG0D]
Chitma[?] says imma go flex
Bitch in my room
She got respects
I got the energy
She just make fun of me
Roasting me instantly
Momma has got the key
All I want is the neck-ley (OOH) (bling bling)
Precisely
Don't take me so lightly
'Cause you know I can be fiesty
Full out Picasso
'Cause I got the buckle
And you be on tiptoe
My tip on the rollo[??]
Gary the snail won't be slow, yeah
Gary the snail won't be slow, yeah
[Chorus: abel and Haytch]
Look at my eyes flex
Gold on my wrist flex
New whip, flex (money)
New box, flex (bling bling)
Just like famous dicks (gang)
Look at my eyes flex
Rolex on wrist flex
New girl, flex (money)
New chains, flex (bling bling)
Just like famous dicks
Just like famous dicks
[Verse 5: abel]
Ay, yeah
Gucci on my wrist
Gucci on my wrist
Ice on my neck
Gucci my wrist
Ice on my neck
My phone be like, famous text
Look at your girl, she be my next, yeah
Bitches on me, I flex, ay
Rap about me, bro
Don't give a fuck, woah
You ain't the foe of me[?]
Ball like Steph Curry
On the course shoot the three
Khaled, Major Keys
Bars and bars and bars
I'm going on new expensive cars
I'm showing up young and hungry boy and growing up mad as fuck
The score is pappin[??????] up
Gucci on my wrist (bling bling)
Ice on my neck, stuck up the test[?]
Gucci my wrist (bling bling)
Ice on my neck, swim team get wrecked
Wshew