Chris Gehringer - Flex lyrics

[Produced by HazeBanga] [Hook: Sevyn Streeter] Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down Whippin' on these n***as, I'ma flex All my n***as wear crowns, we on higher ground Can't see none of you n***as, watch us... [Verse 1: Ingrid] Smokin' with the windows down, just like it's legal Straight chillin', plus I'm sippin' Crown, I'm in the Regal With the tags that's from out of state I've been boomin' since I made that move from out of state But now I'm back I'm in that black on black on black on black I'm parkin' on the sidewalk and givin' n***as daps Every time I hit the streets I'm with my real fam On some ghetto fancy sh**, I feel like I'm I'm in B*A*P*S You know we 'bout to flex [Hook: Sevyn Streeter] Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down Whippin' on these n***as, I'ma flex All my n***as wear crowns, we on higher ground Can't see none of you n***as, watch us flex It's a ghetto reality Life's but a dream so forgive me if I flex A n***a feelin' so elegant Like I'm wearin' white linen on a yacht in the south of France Understand I'm gon' flex I'ma flex out loud I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud [Verse 2: Ingrid] I know you hear that sub beatin' down the block Ridin' clean is my religion 'case you hoes forgot It ain't a damn stain on me, boy I swear for Lord Ingrid Bergman reportin' live from Third Ward I go harder than them n***as and them b**hes too I been did all the sh** you did and what you didn't do And of course I'm into men, I just ain't into you And yes that was me in the 6 and now I'm in the coupe sh**, you know I'm known to [Bridge: Sevyn Streeter] All my friends, all this gold All this change, au revoir We don't know how to act Never had nothin' before Never been nowhere before Waterpark was a fire hose D-boys posted at the corner D-boys posted at the corner Our negroes, amigos Hoes and the rastas We got goals, we want more Dreams of designer Straight n***a mentality Gotta get it by any means Gotta do what we gotta do n***a we on, let's act a fool And flex Please excuse, flex, flex, flex Straight n***a mentality Gotta get it by any means Gotta do what we gotta do n***a we on, let's act a fool [Hook: Sevyn Streeter] Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down Whippin' on these n***as, I'ma flex All my n***as wear crowns, we on higher ground Can't see none of you n***as, watch us flex It's a ghetto reality Life's but a dream so forgive me if I flex A n***a feelin' so elegant Like I'm wearin' white linen on a yacht in the south of France Understand I'm gon' flex Out loud, loud, loud I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud