Flex&Fuck

(Xero on the track)

Rollie on my wrist(wrist), still ain’t got the time(time)

I’m too busy gettin’ brain while I’m cookin’ that line(line)

LV mask when I move that snow(wo)

I don’t rap for the fame, I rap for the blow (shka)

Patek on the arm, tattoos on my neck(!yeah!)

She ride like a Harley with my Glock on her chest(huh)

Prada boxers, Versace my fit(hey)

Got a stripper on the pole and a pistol on my hip(wait)

Trap phone jumpin'(jumpin'), plug on speed dial(what?)

She lickin' on my balls(balls) while I'm loadin' the glock (Huh)

💋 [FEMALE – Verse 2]

He call me a goddess, but I ride like a demon

Suck him in Prada, then rob him while he dreamin’

Got a line of bad bitches, all trained to kill

Pull a trick for a stack, then pop a pill

Balenciaga heels, I don’t walk, I glide

Fuck his girl and his mom, then hop in my ride

My pussy like a weapon, he addicted to the heat

He payin’ my rent, just to kiss on my feet

Got coke in my bra, Henny in my clutch

He love how I squirt, said it feel like a rush

We flexin’, we fuckin’, we lit off the drugs

Designer my fit, got a stick in the club

She bad, I’m a savage, we both don’t give a fuck

Pop pills, get high, while we countin’ them bucks

Flexin’, fuckin’, thuggin’ like a movie

Roll up a blunt while she twerkin’ in Gucci

Sex, guns, and money — that’s the vibe we trust

We Bonnie and Clyde with a hundred-round drum

My trap house jump like a Jordan release (a ye)

I make a bitch pray while I slide in deep(deep)

Got a Benz in the back(back), Lambo in the front(front)

Fuck a 9-to-5(huh), I get rich off a stunt(stunt)

AK loaded(bitch), tongue sharp as a blade(fuck)

Your man watchin’ us fuck on a private page(hahaha)

We don’t do love(no), we do cash and control(yeah)

I bust on her titties(titties) then reload the pole(wait)

Trap Queen on my lap(lap), she got coke in her ass(big ass)

She moan while she countin'(countin'), got her cummin’ real fast(hahaha)

I’m nasty, I’m lit, I’m the baddest alive

He lickin’ my clit while I’m textin’ his wife

I sell dreams on OnlyFans in my mink

Then pop out in the streets with a tech and a drink

Lips glossy like bullets, eyes cold as snow

If you look at me wrong, I might slit your throat

Get paid in advance, make the lawyer my bitch

If the feds come close, then I’m plead the fifth

Got bitches on payroll, daddies in debt

Pussy pressure make him sign the whole check

We flexin’, we fuckin’, we lit off the drugs

Designer my fit, got a stick in the club

She bad, I’m a savage, we both don’t give a fuck

Pop pills, get high, while we countin’ them bucks

Flexin’, fuckin’, thuggin’ like a movie

Roll up a blunt while she twerkin’ in Gucci

Sex, guns, and money — that’s the vibe we trust

We Bonnie and Clyde with a hundred-round drum.