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 [Hook]