Flexin

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]
I don't feel like flexin
Ain't got time for all that
I don't need no jewelry
Until I get my bag
I pull up in a hoopty
I lock it with my hands
Y'all be broke in three weeks
But my money gonna last

[Zavier O'Keith]
You sleeping on me
That's why you lonely
Stop acting funny
Boy yo shit is corny

Lil' nigga stop telling your stories
Stop lying to your homies
I know went negative buying shit you don't need
Nigga you a brokey

Matter fact you ain't even got food
You sleeping on a dirty mattress too
Why you mad
Ain't you glad that you went to that place
And got them ugly ass tattoos

I hope you get over it
I am the shit
That's why I dipped
You so low vibrational
Better pack your shit and go

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]
I don't feel like flexin (no)
Ain't got time for all that (ain't got no time for that)
I don't need no jewelry (yeah)
Until I get my bag (my bag)
I pull up in a hoopty
I lock it with my hands (with my hands)
Y'all be broke in three weeks (ya'll be broke)
But my money gonna last
Oh it's gonna last, yeah

[TRIIII]
I don't want no hoopty
This a 2020 baby (skirt skirt oh my god)
I can't stand you
Don't give a fuck about what you say
Cruising down the highway
Your car stuck in the driveway
Your boyfriend fuck with me
He say he wanna swing my way

Listening to Sade
Smooth Operator
You worried about me
I'm only worried about my paper
Your grill fucked like you chewing Now-and-Laters Uh
(Oh my God)
(Fuck)

Stay quiet for the most
I just be chillin
But wack ass hoes try to paint me like a villain
Keep my name out ya mouth
You can't afford it
And yes bitch I saw your text
And I ignored it

Ain't no competition cause I stay in my lane
But you dumb bitch
You a goofy
You a lame
And I stay on my big girl shit
And you stay doing stupid shit
Such a shame

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]
I don't feel like flexin
Ain't got time for all that (oh)
I don't need no jewelry
Until I get my bag (Oh yeah)
I pull up in a hoopty
I lock it with my hands (mmm)
Y'all be broke in three weeks
But my money gonna last

[Kalahri Coven]
Yes bitch I'm "indepently" wealthy
No need for stunnin'
Keep the checks in the bank see
I move in silence so these bitches call me "banksky"
Flexin for the gram bitch you'll be broke in eight weeks (wha)

I'm flexin for who
I don't front for likes or for pics like you
Don't be so quick to judge or assume
You know what they say
It makes an ass out me and you

Fuck all the fake shit
Why sell your soul impressin' people that ain't shit
Who gives a fuck if they think your basic
Can't take none of this shit to the grave bit

Now I ain't the one to flex
Trying to keep up with the joneses keeps you stressed
Maxed out all your lines of credit and now you're pressed
Dug yourself into a hole and now your life's a mess

[Zavier O'Keith - Chorus]
I don't feel like flexin (mmm)
Ain't got time for all that (oh yeah)
I don't need no jewelry (yeah yeah)
Until I get my bag (until I get my bag)
I pull up in a hoopty (pull up)
I lock it with my hands (with my hands)
Y'all be broke in three weeks
But my money gonna last