"Str8 Flexin" lyrics

(Rok on the track, yeah)

Walked in with that Drac', nobody can stop me (Yuh, yuh)
Lookin' like a walkin' lick, but you can't rob me (Bee, bee, bee)
That lil' ho want hibachi (Yuh)
Brand new Benz, fucked up the body
Percs and Xans, and the lean still by me
Double cup mud, sip the shit for a hobby
Bad ass IG bitch wanna ride me
Brand-new Givenchy my wrist
Brand-new Celine for my bitch (Bee)
Brand-new 1017 ALYX
"How much you pay for the fit?" Like six
"How much you pay for the cup?" Straight mud
"How much you pay for the chain?" Straight flood
"How much you pay for your wrist?" Lil' dub
I'm in this bitch with Lil' O (Lil' O)
Guess what, bitch? I'm Lil' O (Lil' O)
I was just boolin' with my twin on a four
Hit up like four lil' hoes and went ghost
In a V8, two hundred (Skrrt)
And this bih' like 'Vroom, Vroom, Vroom"
Tell that bih' come to my room
In that club, bitch, I need room
Slid through with ARP, heard boom
Fucked up the engine, went too dumb
Lil' nigga cannot beat this gun (Nah)
Run from the feds, they can't catch nothin' (None)
Lean, kickstand, I ain't done (None)
Tell that lil' bitch I ain't dumb
You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, not nothin' (Not nothin')
You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, not nothin' (Not nothin')
I was on the X, like, "Fuck" (Fuck)
Pussy want smoke, okay, what's up? (What's up?)
How many hoes can fit in the truck? (Get in)
How many backwoods can I stuff?
How in the fuck can I give a fuck?
Walked to the bank and they show me love (Bee)
Geeked up, hella lean in my cup
Pulled up, AMG, all-black truck (Skrrt)
Pulled off, skrrting that shit from the function
I walk in, they like gas funky
I'm off a Perc', I cannot function
Get from 'round me with that fuck shit
Push up I'll come get yo' fun hit
Hell yeah, I'll come get the funds quick
Took yo' bitch, she havin' fun, lit
How much in that bag? Couple hunnids (Yuh)