Flexing Feat. Lil Wayne, Chris Brown, Quavo & Gudda Gudda

I'm too ***y for your *******t
I don't take flexin' from no *******, oh no *******
And my new ******* don't give me no lip
And when she do, she give me both lips, she ride it like a road trip
I got you on your mad *******t so now you doin' mad *******t
I'm subtractin' ratchets, I'm outchea doin' math
*******, you ratchet on your best day, ******' for a check; face
Outchea leakin' *** tapes, why you tryna flex, babe?

Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

****** her one time then I hit her on the mattress (yeah)
I'ma get you high, baby, you ain't gotta ask me
Know that you a killer, girl, you a real assassin (yeah)
Houdini do magic, my money stretch like elastic (Houdini, yeah)
All of my ******* be bad, 50% up on plastic (bad, plastic)
No I'm not goin' out sad, came from the fire like a dragon (no, fire)
I put them birds on the wagon, damn, your ******* be ratchet (brrrr, damn)
All of my ******* be bad, all of my ******* the baddest, yeah (damn)

Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh, yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

Should have ****** you and cut you right up like a knife
Like all of my homies say you wasn't right
Like all of these ******* wanna ****** with a Crip
All in my kitchen, they lovin' my whip
All of these ******* wanna ****** with a real one
All of these ******* wanna ****** with a thug
All of these ******* wanna ****** with lil' Gudda
I show 'em the ****** and I show 'em no love
I ain't trippin', *******, I'm chillin', 30 hoes in the villa
Got a Ghost and a Wraith, call me Ghost Wraith killer
Call me Ghostface Killah, cash rules everythin' around me
I was a real ****** when you found me, I ****** 'em then I get 'em from around me
Go

You know I, I been on the road
You been out doing the most
Came a long way since I put you in designer
Raining in that line with your credit card declining, oh
I don't know how I'm supposed to feel
Girl, you had a good thing, you ****** it up you know
Ain't no text backs so you know it's real, yeah
Like yeah

Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh, yeah
Flexin', flexin', oh, flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin', yeah
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh