Flex (feat. Leven Kali)

All of these bitches, they mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

All of these bitches, they mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh

I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh

I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh

Ooh, walk with a bag, ooh

Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

Walk in the buildin', I flex on that boy

I flex on that boy with the bag, ooh

Ice on my neck and my mama like

Boy, where you get all of that cash?

I got the bag (Ooh), ice on my wrist

Mama like, "Where you get this?"

I got her sad (Ooh), gave her a brick

Then I gave her a lil' kiss, ooh

Yeah, I rock out in the six (six)

But nigga, we fire, we split

I'm takin' your shit, you college kid, ooh

We really be poppin' shit, ooh

I hit a lick, no kid, ooh

I had a lick but no bih, ooh

She suck me up like a tick, ooh

Damn my weed smell like a pit, ooh

He do that talkin', he simp, ooh

Damn that bitch got a lil' thick, ooh

I told that bitch to come in

I told that bitch to come in

All of these bitches, they mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

All of these bitches, they mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh

I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh

I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh

Ooh, walk with a bag, ooh

Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

All of these niggas, they mad, ooh

Walk in the buildin', I flex on that boy

I flex on that boy with the bag, ooh

Ice on my neck and my mama like

Boy, where you get all of that cash?, ayy

Yeah, who the fuck is you talkin' to, nigga?

The fuck you think this is?

You think 'cause you got a couple dollars you a fuckin' playboy?

Nigga, you ain't no fuckin' playboy, nigga

You ain't nothin', nigga

Fuck outta here, Carti

Fuck outta here

Don't call my phone with that shit, my nigga

Real mad

Nigga, I don't ever get mad (Is you mad or what?)

This nigga trippin'

Girl, that's bad for us

Say you mad for once

Said she had enough

Girl, that's bad for us

She came back for once

Yeah it's probably done

She gon' back that ass

I'm gonna spaz for us

Girl, that's bad for us

Say you mad for once

Said she had enough

Girl, that's bad for us

I guess you're not feelin' me, uh

Not feelin' the energy

Baby girl, we can do plan A

Baby girl, we can do plan B, ooh

I walk in that bitch, they playin' my shit

Walk in that bitch, eyes on the kicks

Walk in that bitch, eyes on the fit

I look at your bitch, then blow her a kiss (Mwah, ooh)

I got that deuce in the coupe, huh

Got a white bitch like YesJulz, huh

All of my niggas, they fool, huh

Look at that boy, look at his jewels

All of my niggas, they bool, huh

Louboutins bleed in the booth, ooh

These niggas, they lookin' like who?

Ooh, cash, cash, cash

My outfit just made the front page, uh

Hop off the plane, I run to the stage, yeah, ooh

Your hoe gettin' laid, yeah, ayy

She might come in late

I heard that your nigga Atlanta

I heard that your nigga LA

I heard that your nigga a lame

Might sing on a bitch, ayy

Might sing on this shit

Might sing on a bitch

I might just sing on this shit

I might just sing on this shit

I might sing on this shit

I might just sing on this shit