Yeah (skrrt, skrrt) Ayy, let’s go. Whip too fast, can’t slow my grind, Ice on my neck, that’s a freeze on time, Whole block lit when the bass go bang, Came from the mud, now I run my lane. Stack that, flip that, racks on me, Eyes on the throne, that’s all I see, Trap all night till the daylight shine, Every bar hit like a stick of dynamite. “Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex!” Whole squad up when the bass go check, Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Run that game, put respect on the set. Drip on wave, can’t sink this boat, Money in the bag, yeah, that’s all she wrote, Move in the dark, but the ice still glow, Came from the bottom, now the top, let’s go. Dreams on lock, got the keys to the safe, Every bar sharp, cut deep like a blade, Hustle on fire, I don’t play no games, They chantin’ one word when they hear my name— “Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex!” Whole squad up when the bass go check, Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Run that game, put respect on the set. Flex on the beat, yeah, flex with the crew, Flex on the stage, yeah, flex with the view, Flex in the city, flex worldwide, One word chant, everybody gon’ ride. “Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex!” Whole squad up when the bass go check, Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Run that game, put respect on the set.
