Woah, yeah, uh
Turn me up a little big sis
Drink up, got a bad b**h then I pour up
Woah, yeah, Oh Man God Damn
I wake up, I smoke up
I got a bad b**h when we geek up
We sipping on lean no liquor
We smoking backwood no swishers
I flex up, I flex up
I swear to God young n***a flex up
I swear to God young n***a flex up
I swear to God young n***a flex up
I wake up, I smoke up
I got a bad b**h when we geek up
I'm sipping on lean no liquor
We smoking backwood no swishers
I flex up, I flex up
I got 4 rings then I flex up
I got 5 chains then I flex up
I got 5 chains then I flex up
Wake up, I smoke up
I got a bad b**h and she roll up
Wait, hold up
She s**ing on dick cause she roll up
I swear to God Young n***a flex up
I swear to God yeah I got my check up
You run up on me, that's a stick up
5 chains on for you God damn stick ups
Stay ten toes down, boys don't litt up
Woah, I can say Dexter whatever
I could f** b**hes whenever
It's Alexander McQueen, f** a margela
[?] cause the weather
Woah
Young boy paid cause and I'm on the ground
I pour me [?] I don't tell the time
My four rings on , yeah I watch it shine
Uh Dexter, Uh yeah
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