Flex’d Out lyrics

[Hook: Chris Travis]
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out

[Verse 1: Chris Travis]
b*tch I'm on the internet and I'm making money
YouTube, Google sh*t, broadband jumping
Everybody watching me like they want something
Get up off my di*k unless your pus*y tight and honest
Find me down in Memphis, prolly somewhere low-fi
Smoking big blunts prolly need two hands to hold it
I'm that n*gga that you see up in your f*cking dreams
Red diamonds dancing on me, watch the blood gling

[Hook: Chris Travis]
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out
[Verse 2: Smug Mang]
I-i-i-it is Smug Mang, a.k.a. the Smug God
For the north I always been putting on
Shout out to the south because it influense me, especially mentally
Now it's about the flight from N.Y.C to Italy
Flexing on Smug? Boy you kiddery?
S-M-U-G, WaterBoyz and Zay-T
We do our thang, prolly why your b*tch keep on calling me

[Hook: Chris Travis]
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out

[Verse 3: Black Kray]
Ah I'm turnt up, b*tch I'm flexed out
Tell the south, all your men, bring your b*tch out
Run them Tecs out, with the gold mouth
Broad n*gga I'm really smart, can't talk now
[?] be on 26
These n*ggas set, Young Slick Rick
30 gucci chips called UZI clip
[Hook: Chris Travis]
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out
I'm flexed out, n*gga get your checks out
About to hit the mall and buy the whole b*tch out
Real sh*t, I don't give a f*ck about sh*t now
I don't even wear jewelry, because that sh*t's out