Ay Dawg Flex

*Lil Coco*
Ay dawg flex twenty racks on a bitch you know I got money I'm rich
Flex a Gucci belt when I'm skrrting on the block
Me and my shooter pull up in the whip
Ay dawg flex twenty racks on a bitch you know I got money I'm rich
Flex a Gucci belt when I'm skrrting on the block
Me and my shooter pull up in the whip
Fuck on that dick on my prank
Eat on the dick when I'm sipping on lean
Thought she was clean, but that bitch a fiend
Got a hundred flexes that you ain't even seen
Forty-five bands in the air don't care
Got Forty mouth for a new full whip
I wanna fuck bih like Tiger Woods
We're the only homie smoke backwoods
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh flex, I flex ooh. I rep
Take a bih to my house you bet, yeah
Raining on the forties
Homie don't fret, yeah
Ay dawg flex twenty racks on a bitch you know I got money I'm rich
Flex a Gucci belt when I'm skrrting on the block
Me and my shooter pull up in the whip
Ay dawg flex twenty racks on a bitch you know I got money I'm rich
Flex a Gucci belt when I'm skrrting on the block
Me and my shooter pull up in the whip

*Yung Snoop*
Yeah
Hundred bands in my pocket
Yo bitch sucking me all night
She be on that Gucci
Smoke fat woods daily, yeah
Your bitch telling me she my babe while she'll be sipping on purp drank
But I kicked her out cuz her pussy stank, yeah
Shouts up to my boy, Sammy B
He be killing shit all up in that scheme
We be balling like Lamelo
Sharpshooter can't you tell though (hell no)
Ay

*Lil Coco*
Ay dawg flex twenty racks on a bitch you know I got money I'm rich
Flex a Gucci belt when I'm skrrting on the block
Me and my shooter pull up in the whip
Ay dawg flex twenty racks on a bitch you know I got money I'm rich
Flex a Gucci belt when I'm skrrting on the block
Me and my shooter pull up in the whip