เพลง Flex (feat. Travis Porter, Slim Dunkin & D-Bo) (Explicit)

Flex(Feat. Travis Porter, Slim - Waka Flocka Flame

I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

I'm chillin' in our sessions

I'm in my private section,

give me pussy then I'm sexin'

I'm flexin', I'm flexin'

What she know 'bout flexin'?

Might pull up to the Weston and hella girl undressin'

I've this ice on me but my heart cold

I'm a real motherfucker, check my bar code

In the strip club, prolly at the blue fline

Scratches on the whip, a Mini coup

Okay I stepped up from the scene super clean

Got a 50 in my jeans,

screamin' money ain't a thing

A vilt full of bottles,

got some models and some bitches

Man I'm just a young,

checked up in the club ballin', stacks up

Okay I'm standing on the bar and all the girls starin'

And my chain costs a Ferrari

and my wrist costs a McLaren

We'll be sayin' flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

She want a bottle that can packs and a man can do it

Man, I bought a half a pill

then we ran straight through it

What we doin'?

Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

Okay all I know it flexes you

Some different check you more

Shorty can't hit the whip,

I need a astro blow

Spare tier in the trunk,

ride with an extra shot

Spend your red money at that Benihana restaurant

Gucci low, Polo, diamond dancing go go

Whole squad flexin' like army have my logo

Karate kickin', dojo

Paparazzi photo

Aggravated flexin',.. plain Nolo

We against bein' broke

Dirt Gang protest

We gon spend harder than the mob, bow flex

On this shit period, contest

Waterfall money in the club,

got your how with

Okay I'm standing on the bar and all the girls starin'

And my chain costs a Ferrari

and my wrist costs a McLaren

We'll be sayin' flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

She want a bottle that can packs and a man can do it

Man, I bought a half a pill

then we ran straight through it

What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

Came to the club, sevin' chains, doin' too much

Ferrari Rary fay Waka Flocka flexed up

All dogs really spend it cool...

Two crowds for my haters, throw your gropes on

White Remy Martin but we buy by the case long

Smoke back to back in our Rollie and eyes closed

Paparazzi follow us everywhere we go

He know, she know, I'll be flexin'

All this Remy Martin,

I might mix it with some Rosay

Heavy rotation on the radio you get no play

Ball ball ball ball ball ball go and get it

Dream about it all weekend

Flex!

Okay I'm standing on the bar and all the girls starin'

And my chain costs a Ferrari

and my wrist costs a McLaren

We'll be sayin' flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

She want a bottle that can packs and a man can do it

Man, I bought a half a pill then we ran straight through it

What we doin'?

Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex