[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]

I don't feel like flexin

Ain't got time for all that

I don't need no jewelry

Until I get my bag

I pull up in a hoopty

I lock it with my hands

Y'all be broke in three weeks

But my money gonna last

[Zavier O'Keith]

You sleeping on me

That's why you lonely

Stop acting funny

Boy yo shit is corny

Lil' nigga stop telling your stories

Stop lying to your homies

I know went negative buying shit you don't need

Nigga you a brokey

Matter fact you ain't even got food

You sleeping on a dirty mattress too

Why you mad

Ain't you glad that you went to that place

And got them ugly ass tattoos

I hope you get over it

I am the shit

That's why I dipped

You so low vibrational

Better pack your shit and go

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]

I don't feel like flexin (no)

Ain't got time for all that (ain't got no time for that)

I don't need no jewelry (yeah)

Until I get my bag (my bag)

I pull up in a hoopty

I lock it with my hands (with my hands)

Y'all be broke in three weeks (ya'll be broke)

But my money gonna last

Oh it's gonna last, yeah

[TRIIII]

I don't want no hoopty

This a 2020 baby (skirt skirt oh my god)

I can't stand you

Don't give a fuck about what you say

Cruising down the highway

Your car stuck in the driveway

Your boyfriend fuck with me

He say he wanna swing my way

Listening to Sade

Smooth Operator

You worried about me

I'm only worried about my paper

Your grill fucked like you chewing Now-and-Laters Uh

(Oh my God)

(Fuck)

Stay quiet for the most

I just be chillin

But wack ass hoes try to paint me like a villain

Keep my name out ya mouth

You can't afford it

And yes bitch I saw your text

And I ignored it

Ain't no competition cause I stay in my lane

But you dumb bitch

You a goofy

You a lame

And I stay on my big girl shit

And you stay doing stupid shit

Such a shame

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]

I don't feel like flexin

Ain't got time for all that (oh)

I don't need no jewelry

Until I get my bag (Oh yeah)

I pull up in a hoopty

I lock it with my hands (mmm)

Y'all be broke in three weeks

But my money gonna last

[Kalahri Coven]

Yes bitch I'm "indepently" wealthy

No need for stunnin'

Keep the checks in the bank see

I move in silence so these bitches call me "banksky"

Flexin for the gram bitch you'll be broke in eight weeks (wha)

I'm flexin for who

I don't front for likes or for pics like you

Don't be so quick to judge or assume

You know what they say

It makes an ass out me and you

Fuck all the fake shit

Why sell your soul impressin' people that ain't shit

Who gives a fuck if they think your basic

Can't take none of this shit to the grave bit

Now I ain't the one to flex

Trying to keep up with the joneses keeps you stressed

Maxed out all your lines of credit and now you're pressed

Dug yourself into a hole and now your life's a mess

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]

I don't feel like flexin (mmm)

Ain't got time for all that (oh yeah)

I don't need no jewelry (yeah yeah)

Until I get my bag (until I get my bag)

I pull up in a hoopty (pull up)

I lock it with my hands (with my hands)

Y'all be broke in three weeks

But my money gonna last