Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
The baddies I got all coming with me
Maybe I'll get me a boo, yeah
She got a baddie who turned twenty three
Dripping down right to the shoe, yeah
Designer don't buy it, I get it for free
Maybe I'll get some for you
Pricing and matching, ain't nothing for me
Sticking to me like some glue
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
I'm a savage, baby
Why you acting ratchet?
See me catching flights
Now you stacking up your baggage
Thinking that I f*ck with a bitch
Can you imagine?
Messing with my view, baby
You just make me flaccid
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Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
The baddies I got all coming with me
Maybe I'll get me a boo, yeah
She got a baddie who turned twenty three
Dripping down right to the shoe, yeah
Designer don't buy it, I get it for free
Maybe I'll get some for you
Pricing and matching, ain't nothing for me
Sticking to me like some glue
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
I'm a savage, baby
Why you acting ratchet?
See me catching flights
Now you stacking up your baggage
Thinking that I f*ck with a bitch
Can you imagine?
Messing with my view, baby
You just make me flaccid
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
The baddies I got all coming with me
Maybe I'll get me a boo, yeah
She got a baddie who turned twenty three
Dripping down right to the shoe, yeah
Designer don't buy it, I get it for free
Maybe I'll get some for you
Pricing and matching, ain't nothing for me
Sticking to me like some glue
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
Bitch see me flexing
She getting real mad, sound pretty bad
Bitch I'm flexing
Getting the bag, calling me back
Bitch don't text me
I'm getting the money and making fast
It's getting messy
Getting real messy
I'm a savage, baby
Why you acting ratchet?
See me catching flights
Now you stacking up your baggage
Thinking that I f*ck with a bitch
Can you imagine?
Messing with my view, baby
You just make me flaccid
Writer: Justin Renteria
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Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, O/B/O DistroKid