Barz Banga - Flex Lyrics

Play wit em why, I got a guy, I got a dime, I'm him
My shooter grandmama got a Benz
My anti-social hitters got friends
That move cryptocurrency and gems
You don't know nothing about Bitcoin, man, stop playin'
Let's start again, Louis Cartagin
You don't want no part of him
Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn started him
Sing Sing finished him, Buffalo hoes tried to diminish him
But
A big butt
A king is a king in slave quarters
Salute me
A talk about respect can't save Doris
Can't save them
Especially when this money imported
Proceed with caution before I toss em

You better flex
You better get a hater on deck
You better hit the Gram and flaunt that check
You better style and say no disrespect
You better flex
You better flex
You better flex

G-wagon lookin' like a tank
If you broke, you should care what I think
Coffee and wafers at my bank
Cuz the top of the credit game, I rank
Say you want beef, but it's really never said
Killing everything, but nobody ever dead
Buying up the hood like my neighbor Akhmed
Sitting at the top, but the bottom's all red
Black billionaires is our aim
Hov and Nip and em shared game
They watching, so stunting is fair game
Y'all acting like y'all ain't hear Wayne

You better flex
You better get a hater on deck
You better hit the Gram and flaunt that check
You better style and say no disrespect
You better flex
You better flex
You better flex