[Intro]
Ay (¿Qué?), amor de hombre (I told you I was comin' the fuck up nigga)
Que estás haciéndome llorar (Ha ha) una vez más (Bah bah!)
Sombra lunar que me llena la piel al pasar (Let's get it)
Que se enreda en mis dedos, me abraza en su brisa, me llena de miedo (It's my time to fucking shine, nigga)
(Gansta's on the beat)
Gang!
Gang!
Gang!
Gang!
[Verse 1]
I'm the only youngin' painting pictures and it's getting sketchy
And I'm on my shit like Ps and Qs so you can never check me
Bitch I'm in the hood I keep it on me you can come and test me
Niggas talking shit, bitch I'ma pop it if you disrespect me
No I don't fuck with these niggas
Bro, like, what's up with these niggas
Niggas talk shit like a bitch, I look at my wrist, I spark up a blunt on these niggas
I fell in love with the triggers
Let me go call up my hitters
Ain't playing no games, they put 'em in frames, the rugers they bang like gorillas
I'm stuck in my lane, I'm going insane, these niggas hop on my train
These niggas be lame, they just want the fame, I'm coming and taking the game
I been through the pain, they want in my lane, my flows and my lyrics are strange
Them boys are the same, my niggas ain't change, I look at my flame, and be like
Fuck them niggas (Fuck them niggas)
They some bitches (They some bitches)
If you want it I can pull up with extensions
You a hundred but my name ain't in the mentions
Bitch, I'm moving to the money, that's the mission
[Pre-Chorus]
If I see a ticket in my lane bitch I'ma get it
Get that bag and I'ma flip it, it's my time and I can't miss it
Niggas see me get into the check I'm running to it
They like, "[?] how you do it?"
"How you juggin'? How you move?"
I be like
[Chorus]
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch, I'm flexin', don't you ever disrespect
Somebody tell this bitch I'm flexin'
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch, I'm flexin', don't you ever disrespect it, yeah
[Verse 2]
No, bitch, I'm flexin', don't you ever disrespect it
Treat my dudes just like I'm Machiavellian, we gon' send a message
Call up Slizzy and he got extensions, bullets we gon' stretch it
In my hood they send their boys that haven't managed to get hectic (Gang gang)
These niggas thinking like a bitch, they change up like the season
Y'all niggas talking all that shit, bro don't give me a reason
They hate the fact I'm coming up, bitch, I ain't never leaving
You gotta stand for something, bitch I stand what I believe in
Oh my god, I'm going hard
You a bitch (You a bitch)
And I'm a boss (And I'm a boss)
You see the drip (Brr, bah!)
I got the sauce (I got the sauce)
She see the wrist, she on my hip, like, "What it cost?"
[Pre-Chorus]
If I see a ticket in my lane bitch I'ma get it
Get that bag and I'ma flip it, it's my time and I can't miss it
Niggas see me get into the check I'm running to it
They like, "[?] how you do it?"
"How you juggin'? How you move?"
I be like
[Chorus]
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch, I'm flexin', don't you ever disrespect
Somebody tell this bitch I'm flexin'
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin)
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin')
No, bitch I'm flexin' (Bitch I'm flexin') (Gang!)
Bitch, I'm flexin', don't you ever disrespect it, yeah
