Flex lyrics

I be flyin a jet
I don't live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain't ridin in a lex
I be high off the lean (Yeah)
Good drank I be high off the sex (x2)

I be flyin a jet
I don't live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain't ridin in a lex
I be high off the lean (Yeah)
Good drank I be high off the sex
One time then Im on to the next
I'm a young boss n*gga love to flеx

I be flyin a jet
I don't live with no kind of rеgrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain't ridin in a lex
I be high off the lean (Yeah)
Good drank I be high off the sex
One time then Im on to the next
I'm a young boss n*gga love to flex

I be high as a feen
But I'm always clean
Go hard for the team
Young n*gga just chasing them dreams
New Glock n it came with a beam
We gon' leave a f*ck n*gga dead on the scene
Keep talkin' sh*t we gon' knock his whole sh*t out
Bad b*tch thick when she walk ass stick out
Suzie with the hotel room with the di*k out
Let a n*gga see what this sh*t bout
Left them b*tches dyin I was cashed then I dipped out
Everyday we eatin real good like it's a cookout
Drugs from my n*gga really deally run the book out
Gave my man a whole bunch of time
Ima be here till I'm played out
My n*gga keep your head up
None of mine droppin no dimes

I be flyin a jet
I don't live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain't ridin in a lex
I be high off the lean (Yeah)
Good drank I be high off the sex
One time then Im on to the next
I'm a young boss n*gga love to flex

I be flyin a jet
I don't live with no kind of regrets
New chain all kind of baguettes
New coupe I ain't ridin in a lex
I be high off the lean (Yeah)
Good drank I be high off the sex
One time then Im on to the next
I'm a young boss n*gga love to flex
I'm a young boss n*gga love to flex
f*ck a bad b*tch one time then I'm on to the next
Sorry I ain't reply to ya text, I was busy countin' money
I ain't wastin no time with no dummy
Got my eyes on the prize I ain't chillin with these n*ggas
Only chillin with the guys
Most of em only snakes in disguise
Ion got no time for no lies ( Idont)
They don't wanna see a n*gga ball
YBS still got the ball
Now Im pullin up one car (yeah)
Black shots goin on yall (yeah)

I don't know wtf n*ggas take me for
Got it straight out the mud I was really poor
Chains round my neck got my shoulders sore
All that talking you can't even back it up