[Intro]
Why it feel so right when I’m wrong
Why it feel so right when it’s wrong ya
Disco, Disco
[Chorus]
Now a days I just wanna flex
Thumbin' through the paper countin’ blessings
Ain’t no telling me take it easy
Blowing money fast, living Cliché
Caller caller hit me on my cell
Second phone for the clientele
Hoochies in the trap, dance sleazy
Blowing money fast, living Cliché
[Verse 1]
Man this sh*t is not a game
Bet she do it for the truest in the game
f*ck your salary I spent that on a chain
Aston Martin when I’m passin through the lane
Sprite dirty Aunt Jemima what I sip
All this ice but you will never catch me slip
Where were y’all before a n*gga had posish
When we were broke and Mitch was whippin in the kitch
Flippin all them bricks n*gga
Diamonds dancing, Cupid shuffle
Hundred large, Goyard duffle
While your girl giving me the neck
On Google searching for my net
[Bridge]
Don’t know why I feel this way
All this money that I made
Was too dirty for the bank
I use the mattress for the safe
[Chorus]
Now a days I just wanna flex
Thumbin' through the paper countin’ blessings
Ain’t no telling me take it easy
Blowing money fast, living Cliché
Caller caller hit me on my cell
Second phone for the clientele
Hoochies in the trap, dance leazy
Blowing money fast, living Cliché
[Verse 2]
Molly, Mary, and Patron ooh
These n*ggas clones ooh
Wrist heavy feelin broke ooh
These f*ckin stones ooh
She wanna kiss son, they wanna lip lock
Gettin tip top in my Gucci flip flops
I’ve been swingin with the gang
Money talkin’ that’s my lane
Disco been that n*gga with the sauce
Self employed I made myself a boss
[Bridge]
Don’t know why I feel this way
All this money that I made
Was too dirty For the bank
I use the mattress for the safe
[Chorus]
Now a days I just wanna flex
Thumbin' through the paper countin’ blessings
Ain’t no telling me take it easy
Blowing money fast, living Cliché
Caller caller hit me on my cell
Second phone for the clientele
Hoochies in the trap, dance sleazy
Blowing money fast, living Cliché