"Flex" lyrics

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Uh (J. Cash Beats), ooh, ooh

[Playboi Carti:]
All of these bitches, they mad, ooh
All of these niggas, they mad, ooh
All of these bitches, they mad, ooh
All of these niggas, they mad, ooh
I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh (Shawty be bad)
I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh (Shawty be mad)
I walk in the bank and I laugh, ooh (Shawty be bad)
Ooh, ooh, walk with a bag, ooh (Shawty be mad)
Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad, ooh (Shawty be bad)
All of these niggas, they mad, ooh (Shawty be mad)
All of these niggas, they mad, ooh (Shawty be bad)
Walk in the building, I flex on that boy (Shawty be mad)
I flex on that boy with the bag, ooh (Shawty be bad)
Ice on my neck and my mama like:
"Boy, where you get all of that cash?" (Shawty be bad)

I got the bag (Ooh), ice on my wrist
Mama like, "Where you get this?"
I got her sad (Ooh), gave her a brick
Then I gave her a lil' kiss (Ooh)
Yeah, I rock out in the six (Six)
But nigga, we fire, we split
I'm taking your shit, you college kid (Ooh)
We really be popping shit (Ooh)
I hit a lick, no kid (Ooh)
I had a lick but no bih' (Ooh)
She suck me up like a tick (Ooh)
Damn my weed smell like a pit (Ooh)
He do that talking, he simp (Ooh)
Damn, that bitch got a lil' thick (Ooh)
I told that bitch to come in (Ooh)
I told that bitch to come in (Ooh)

All of these bitches, they mad (Ooh)
All of these niggas, they mad (Ooh)
All of these bitches, they mad (Ooh)
All of these niggas, they mad (Ooh)
I walk in the bank and I laugh (Ooh, shawty be bad)
I walk in the bank and I laugh (Ooh, shawty be mad)
I walk in the bank and I laugh (Ooh, shawty be bad)
Ooh, ooh, walk with a bag (Ooh, shawty be mad)
Sad, ooh, sad, ooh, mad (Ooh, shawty be bad)
All of these niggas, they mad (Ooh, shawty be mad)
All of these niggas, they mad (Ooh, shawty be bad)
Walk in the building, I flex on that boy (Shawty be mad)
I flex on that boy with the bag (Ooh, shawty be bad)
Ice on my neck and my mama like: (Shawty be mad)
"Boy, where you get all of that cash?" (ay, shawty be bad)

[Rubi Rose (Playboi Carti):]
Yeah, who the fuck is you talking to, nigga?
The fuck you think this is?
You think 'cause you got a couple dollars you a fucking playboy? Nigga, you ain't no fucking playboy, nigga
You ain't nothing, nigga
Fuck outta here, Carti
Fuck outta here with the bullshit, dog (J. Cash on the beat)
Don't call my phone with that shit, my nigga (You sound real mad right now)
Real mad? (You sound real mad right now)
Nigga, I don't ever get mad (Is you mad or what?)
This nigga tripping
(Is you mad or what?)
(Is you mad or what?)

[Leven Kali (Playboi Carti):]
Girl, that's bad for us (Is you mad or what?)
Say you mad for once (Is you mad or what?)
Said she had enough (Is you mad or what?)
Girl, that's bad for us (Is you mad or what?)
She came back for once (Is you mad or what?)
Yeah it's probably done (Is you mad or what?)
She gon' back that ass (Is you mad or what?)
I'm gonna spaz for us (Yeah, yeah, uh) (Is you mad or what?)
Girl, that's bad for us (Yeah-yeah) (Is you mad or what?)
Say you mad for once (Just say you're mad girl) (Is you mad or what?)
Said she had enough (Yeah) (Is you mad or what? What, what)
Girl, that's bad for us (Is you mad or what? Watch)

[Playboi Carti:]
I guess you're not feeling me, uh (What?)
Not feeling the energy
Baby girl, we can do plan A (Is you mad or what?)
Baby girl, we can do plan B (Bleh)
I walk in that bitch, they playing my shit (Is you mad or what? Bleh)
Walk in that bitch, eyes on the kicks (Bleh)
Walk in that bitch, eyes on the fit (Is you mad or what?)
I look at your bitch, then blow her a kiss, muah, ooh (Wow, wow)
I got that deuce in the coupe, huh (Wow, ooh)
Got a white bitch like YesJulz, huh (Is you mad or what?)
All of my niggas, they fool, huh (Mad or what? Yeah, what? Yeah)
Look at that boy, look at his jewels (What? What?)
All of my niggas, they bool, huh (Mad or what? Yeah, what?)
Louboutins bleed in the booth, ooh (Is you mad? What? What?)
These niggas, they looking like who? Cash, Cash, Cash
My outfit just made the front page
Hop off the plane, I run to the stage, yeah, ooh
Your hoe getting laid, Yeah, ay
She might come in late (Yeah)
I heard that your nigga Atlanta (I heard that your nigga Atlanta)
I heard that your nigga LA (I heard that your nigga LA)
I heard that your nigga a lame (I heard that your nigga a lame, JCash)

[Playboi Carti {Leven Kali}:]
Might sing on a bitch (ay)
Might sing on this shit
Might sing on a bitch
I might just sing on this shit
I might just sing on this shit
I might sing on this shit {Oh, whoa}
I might just sing on this shit (I might just sing on this shit, yeah, what?)