Flex lyrics

by

Famous Dex


[Intro: Famous Dex, T-Jones, & Rich The Kid]
Know what I'm sayin'?
T-Jones, what the f*ck goin' on, bro? (Brozay, what the f*ck goin' on?)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Rich (Rich)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Whoa, just watch a young n*gga flex (Dexter)
Uh, I got you T-Jones, ya dig? (Skrrt)
Whoa, I'm smokin' dope, I don't stress (I am)
I'm smokin' dope, I don't stress (I what?)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
Diamonds they right on my chest (a what?)
I just pulled up in a 'Vette (skrrt, skrrt)
I just pulled up in a 'Vette (skrrt, nyoom)
Skrrt, yeah, a young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (uh, Dexter)

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (we is)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn)
I'm smokin' on dope, I don't stress (I what?)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
A young n*gga flex (what?)
I pull up in Audi, skrrt, 'Vette (nyoom)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
Whoa, young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex (I do)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
I pull up in Audi, no 'Vette (skrrt)
A young n*gga stress (skrrt, skrrt)
A young n*gga whoa, young n*gga flex, yeah (Dexter)
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Yeah, flex up like a wrestler (flex)
Put your b*tch on a stretcher (whoa)
Really poppin' for the extras (yeah)
Jugg, the plug speakin' lectures (jugg)
Walkin' around with the cash on me (cash)
I hit the jugg and the trap on me
Play with the keys like digital rail
I brought the digital scale (what?)
Real n*gga got the sh*t out the trap
Red b*tch, f*ck her, breakin' her back
Walk around with the sack and a MAC
Don't trust me, shot your ass through the back (bow)
I gotta flex like a pro (whoa)
Bought two cars in a row (skrrt)
I put my wrist on glow (glow)
I bought my b*tch some more (b*tch)
Made a milli, got the sh*t out the street
I was trappin', made a milli a week (trap, trap, trap, whoa)
Come to the trap, you don't talk to me (yeah)
Diamonds on me and they dance like a stripper
All my n*ggas too official (yeah, whoa)
My shooter pull up, he won't miss ya (rich)

[Chorus: Famous Dex & T-Jones]
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (we is)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn)
I'm smokin' on dope, I don't stress (I what?)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
A young n*gga flex (what?)
I pull up in Audi, skrrt, 'Vette (nyoom)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
Whoa, a young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex (I do)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
I pull up in Audi, no 'Vette (T-Jones, skrrt)
A young n*gga stress (skrrt, skrrt)
A young n*gga whoa, young n*gga flex, yeah
[Verse 2: T-Jones]
I, I pull up and flex on 'em (flex)
Young n*gga ran up a check on 'em (I did)
Pull up and I jet on 'em (nyoom)
Fifty bands, wanna bet on 'em (bet)
These chains on my neck (ah)
When your b*tch see me, she instantly wet (she is)
I think it's my check
f*ck the b*tch, drop her off, screamin' "who next?" (Who next?)
All them b*tches know my name, n*gga (T-Jones)
Look me up, not a game, n*gga (no)
Want the cash, f*ck fame, n*gga (cash)
You a hater and a lame, n*gga
Can you reach for my chain, n*gga? (f*ck n*gga)
Me and you not the same, n*gga (no)
Sippin' lean kill my pain, n*gga (lean, lean)
Strip club make it rain, n*gga
I flex 'cause they wanna hate on me (they do)
She wetter than it rained on me (she is)
Strapped up, no kids, homie
Sellin' [?], takin' [?], homie
Geeked up to the end, homie
Pop a molly and a Perky (ooh)
White girls wanna j*rk me (yeah)
pus*y wet, so I'm surfin' (ah)
[Chorus: Famous Dex]
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (we is)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn)
I'm smokin' on dope, I don't stress (I what?)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
A young n*gga flex (what?)
I pull up in Audi, skrrt, 'Vette (nyoom)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
Whoa, a young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex (I do)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn)
My diamonds they right on my chest (a what? It is)
I pull up in Audi, no 'Vette (turn me up a lil' bit, skrrt)
A young n*gga stress (whoa, skrrt, skrrt)
A young n*gga whoa, young n*gga flex (uh, Dexter)

[Verse 3: Famous Dex]
Look (Dexter)
Zoom, skrrt (skrrt)
The Audi go by, yeah (what?)
Me and T-Jones gettin' high (we do)
All these b*tches want a bite, I don't know why (a what?)
Uh, wait, I took your lil' b*tch on a date, yeah (yeah, whoa)
Diamonds my chain and my face, whoa (yeah)
Diamonds my chain and my face (Dexter, b*tch)
A young n*gga flex, huh, wait (a what? Whoa)
A young n*gga flex (I do)
Smokin' on dope, I'm never no stress
I'm smokin' on dope, I'm never gon' stress (a what?)
I f*ck your lil' b*tch in my 'Vette (skrrt)
I f*ck your lil' b*tch in my 'Vette (skrrt, nyoom)
Diamonds my chain and my neck (uh, whoa)
Diamonds my chain and my neck (Dexter)
Dexter, yeah

[Chorus: Famous Dex]
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (I do, we is)
A young n*gga flex (I'm for real, a what?)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (oh man god damn, a what, b*tch, yeah)
I'm smokin' on dope, I don't stress (I what?)
My diamonds they right on my chest (it is)
A young n*gga flex (skrrt, what?)
I pull up in Audi, skrrt, 'Vette (oh man god damn, yeah, nyoom)
A young n*gga flex (whoa, a what?)
A young n*gga flex (a what?)
A young n*gga flex (skrrt, I do)
A young n*gga flex, a young n*gga flex (nyoom, oh man god damn)
My diamonds they right on my chest (for real, it is)
I pull up in Audi, no 'Vette (on the beat, whoa, yeah, skrrt)
A young n*gga stress (a what? Skrrt, skrrt)
A young n*gga whoa, young n*gga flex (oh man god damn, Dexter)
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