Flex ft. Oshea Lyrics

Droptop on that coupe I might just flex

They gone have to give me my respect

Got they eye on me, they wanna see what's next (what's next, watch 'em)

Yea they know I brought the vibes in

And we vibin', check my fit no stylist

Pulling strings just like a violin, watch the money pile in

Making deposits, won't fit in my wallet (yeah)

That money comin' in from left to right

Gotta get it every day and night

Play wit dat paper we ain't playin' nice

So don't you gamble yo life, n**** you can't live twice

I been dat n**** for a while now, and you don't wanna see my n***** wild out

Big drip, look how I'm steppin'

Walked in in Giuseppes, I could've did the Margellas

But I would've had 'em all jealous

Yuh

Big racks on me it can't even fold

Gotcha shawty fallin' right out of her clothes

She on go for me, losing control for me

She put on a show for me (hey)

Droptop on that coupe I might just flex

They gone have to give me my respect

Got they eye on me, they wanna see what's next (what's next, watch 'em)

Yea they know I brought the vibes in

And we vibin', check my fit no stylist

Pulling strings just like a violin, watch the money pile in

Making deposits, won't fit in my wallet (yeah)

Last time I was down bad got around that

First mil everybody asked how I found that

Foreign women I get those

Balenciagas don't step close

I'm with yo daughter like step bro

I been thumbing through these hunnids

Gotta keep the racks on me

When the cops roll up on me, I'm keepin' it causally

Late night lil baddie, she know she a masterpiece

Hit that gas and we starting to lose our gravity

I might switch sides just to get right with my shorty

Switch lanes now I'm In the lab cookin' up like Rick and Morty

Coupe fast only whip it if I'm just riding 'round in sport

New cash in my pockets

Wallet been ballin' never been poor

Droptop on that coupe I might just flex

They gone have to give me my respect

Got they eye on me, they wanna see what's next (what's next, watch 'em)

Yea they know I brought the vibes in

And we vibin', check my fit no stylist

Pulling strings just like a violin, watch the money pile in

Making deposits, won't fit in my wallet (yeah)