Ooh, ooh, oh I'm holding my breath and watching my step I'm listing regrets, and you made that list You're my depression, your first impression wasn't deception You were lyin' Bitch, I'm still flexin', with my heart broken Got my heart open, I'm not high

Let's get it on 'til a early morn' Inna di car wid us Dem nah war wid us Inna di club dem wah flex wid us To get next to us Dem cah vex wid us From di day me born Jah ignite me flame Gyal a call me name and it is me fame It's all good, girl turn me on

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la We should be on by now Take your time Time, he's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me, boys Time, he flexes like a whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me, boy

I came, I saw, I came, I saw I praise the Lord, then break the law I take what's mine, then take some more It rains, it pours, it rains, it pours Get it, text message I don't know the number Flexin' on these niggas, every bone and muscle Steady taking

Gotta flex hard, yeah, ooh Gotta shine hard, gotta shine hard 20 on a chain, 35 chain 40 stacked chain, yeah Gotta stunt hard, gotta shine hard 20 on a chain, 30 stacked chain Woah, oh, city to city and skrr (skrr) Woah, oh, I'm lookin' like a merchant

Whole squad sending prayers up My god, I know where the blessing is Purple drank in my prayer cup Yeah, I'm up, yeah, I'm up, yeah Everybody must know it They ain't think I'd ever go and flex like this Thank God I know where the blessing is (bless up)

Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Whippin' up Whitney, whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Damn, I went and flexed like this Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh I can't wife no bitch, spent a

Pull up swerving in a coupe Move them bricks to the bando like, ouu Diamond on my wrist and it look like glue Maison Margiela all over my shoe Walk in the club and I flex like ouu Walk in the club and I flex like, ouu Smokin' on loud pack, ouu

Don't you want to feel this fire before it's gone yeah yeah Your're sexy sexy I got things I want to do to you Make me make me Make my tongue just go do-do-do Flex it, flex it Flex your muscles, and through the roof Arrest it rest it 'Cause you're a

Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh) Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh Damn, everybody do wanna be me