Tito_obscene - Flex. Lyrics

Yeah, I'm flexed up
Shoutout to my clique
Shooters on my six
Ridin' with your bitch
Hopping out them civics
Pop out with them dicks
Let that tommy rip
Let me talk my shit
Shorty, how much for a show?
Thats a quarter brick
Money for these shows
Hoes on my dick
Talkin' bout my money
And that's alot of digits
I do what i want and I'm just flexin on you bitches,
Shorty
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
Bitch I love to flex when I
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
I f*cking love to flex when I
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
Bitch I love to flex when I
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
Flex. Flex.
I f*cking love to flex.
Bitch I hurt my f*cking wrist trynna flex on a bitch
I don't need love I want hoes on my dick.
If you ain't talking money, then I ain't talking shit.
My wrist so f*cking cold diamonds dancing on my fist.
VVS stones and it's looking like a cyst.
Money for these shows, what you know about a check??
Shorty count my money while I'm sucking on her tits.
Bitch I hurt my f*cking wrist trynna flex on a bitch
FLEX.