"Flex Dis Hard" lyrics

Yuh
Go
I don't wanna flex this hard
Yeah, go

I don't wanna flex this hard
I just stepped up out the bank, pockets large
If she wanna see my face, I gotta charge
Put a beam upon his head and stop his heart

I might pull up after dark
100 racks up in the duffel, notha 100 on the card
You ain't steppin lil boy needa play yo part
You ain't steppin lil boy needa play yo part
Always knew that I would shine up
Bitch I'm flexin everyday lemme remind ya
40 ball up on my wrist'll fuck the time up
Choppa hittem up and fuck his mind up (Go)
Fuck his mind up

Niggas trash, yea man we gon crash him like a car
I'm wit Drip and we on Pico boulevard
[?] they know who we are
Choppa leave a fuck nigga, wit a fuckin scar
I got bitches on my dick, they like who is that
Niggas hatin on me, man they doin that
Ion give a fuck cuz most these niggas cap
Yea my shoota polo down, totin onna strap
She be on my dick, she be doin that
Countin hella money, yea we doin that
Hit the BB store, bitch we doin that
I think most these niggas hoes, yea they doin that
Boy you on some fan shit, why you doin that

I don't wanna flex this hard
I just stepped up out the bank, pockets large
If she wanna see my face, I gotta charge