Ex’s lyrics

[Intro]
(Yea)
Respond to her message, she doing a lil extra
I bought her in Hermès, it cost a lil extra
Yea I don’t wanna at you, I don’t know who you impressing

[Verse 1]
Yea b*tch yea stop flexing if you ain’t get that message
Yea b*tch I'm still flexing if you ain’t get that message
(Yea)
Yea b*tch I'm too proud to flex on all my exes
I was finna make that hoe my wife, but that hoe a lil too extra
She hit me last night, but I ain’t respond to her message
And I ball like Dwight, I got a b*tch in Howard that I mess with
Yea, and I pour the lean in my ice and knocking that ho off my checklist
Yea, and most of my brothers [?]
But I ain’t respond to that message, yea she doing a lil extra
I bought her Hermès, yea it cost a lil extra
Yea I'm so proud of my mans, I broke him off a lil extra
Told that lil hoe no, I'm not a fan, no ho, I'm not tryna impress you

[Verse 2]
I might just be in Japan rocking shows now
I used to f*ck on her friend but I think she know now
I might just turn your lil hoe to a fan, yea I beat your ho down
Took that lil b*tch off the gram, deleted her profile
I took that lil b*tch out the Vans, now she in my clothes now
I took a south side b*tch to the sand, now we always coast town
I took the fast [?]
No pressure, n*ggas don't want no pressure
So extra, yea this b*tch so extra
I'm flexing, flexing on all my exes
Yea I'm reckless, yea I still stress on tussin'
And it took a long while, my main lil ho from Texas
I just poured like 3 lines, and I took an oxy for breakfast
I'm still gon lie to my ex, I ain’t hit that ho, she cap
I told that [?] im not like the rest, so I don't really[?]
[Outro]
If you want Faygo Club, yeah I know a lot about that
Still got back ends off that F, yeah I know a lot about that
Just got back up off of that jam, yea I got a lot in my bag
You know all this sh*t is fans, yea got a lot on my back
I was thinking bout texting that ho, but I know she won’t text me back