[Intro]
Yeah, I see you n*gga (Hello)
Got me sh*tting on my ex, yeah
[Hook]
(Who they gon') flex, flex, flex, flex
(Now who they gon') flex, flex, flex, flex
Leave them pus*y n*ggas wet, Marty know that they upset
Man, I'm all about my checks, and I'm sh*tting on my ex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
(Who they gon') flex, flex, flex, flex
When I walk up on the scene, n*ggas staring at my jeans
Doing sh*t you never seen, mask on, Halloween
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
You don't know then I don't know, me, I'm all about my dough
'Bout to have another show, get my chips, I gotta go
[Verse 1]
Tryna cop a Porsche, tell me what it cost
Wanna start it up, it sound like a horse
Leave them n*ggas lost, and I'm on that sauce
And I feel like Ross, know that I'm a boss
Please don't get me drunk, I'd rather blow that skunk
Know my b*tch is bad, and she got a donk
"Marty put me on, you know I'm tryna spit"
I just tell them n*ggas, "come up with a hit"
You know I'm with the sh*ts, I'm too legit to quit
When I have a show, b*tches show they tits
Stand up on the stage, they try to grab my di*k
b*tches want a pic, n*ggas want a pic
[Hook]
Flex, flex, flex, flex
(Now who they gon') flex, flex, flex, flex
Leave them pus*y n*ggas wet, Marty know that they upset
Man, I'm all about my checks, and I'm sh*tting on my ex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
When I walk up on the scene, n*ggas staring at my jeans
Doing sh*t you never seen, mask on, Halloween
Flex, flex, flex, flex
Flex, flex, flex, flex
You don't know then I don't know, me, I'm all about my dough
'Bout to have another show, get my chips, I gotta go
[Verse 2]
Man, I'm all about dough, f*ck your b*tch, I don't know
She was loving my flow, she ain't paid for a show
Starting to feel Al 'Po, money calling, I'll go
Make it rain, I make it snow, count the money, watch it grow
Still get it for the low, all the kush that I blow
Backwoods with me, rolled, when I'm out on the road
When I'm out on the road, yeah, I'm f*cking your hoe
When I'm f*cking your hoe, got her touching her toes
All this money that I blow, we could never keep it low
Get my sh*t, I gotta go, sayonara, adios
Let the dope be in the boats, bet I take her coast to coast
All these b*tches do the most, get the trips and then I'm ghost
[Hook]
Flex, flex, flex, flex
(Now who they gon') flex, flex, flex, flex
Leave them pus*y n*ggas wet, Marty know that they upset
Man, I'm all about my checks, and I'm sh*tting on my ex