Addicted To My Ex

I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
Hand-me-downs, they 'aint worth more than my old clothes
I might fuck her, but I keep that on the low low
oooohhhhh
I keep that on the low low
On the low low

I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old

Hoooooooooeeeees
Flexin' on my old
Hoooooooooeeeees
I'm addicted to 'em

I, I flex on my ex every time that she text me i'm looking like, hold up (yaaaaaah)
I know I'm the shit but she say I 'aint shit but she on my dick bitch shut up (yaaaaaaah)
I'm taking my new bitch to places I took her she cannot afford then I post it on Instagram stuttin' she trying to ignore

You mad or nah? (yaaaaaaah)
I bought a new whip just to spy on that bitch she be catching the bus
Seen her pretending I'm picking her up when I pulled up I gave her the finger and SKIIIIRT
I bought her a gift didn't return it I took it right back to my I 'aint gonna never get back with her unless she suck me like drakula listen I'm telling you
I, I see her in public they stunt on a bitch do you see this coke
I, I keep her around and she just gonna drown and jump off the boat (I lied)
I sent her text and told her I love her and sent a reply
She blow up my phone and won't leave me alone so

BITCH BYE (yaaaaaaah)
I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
Hand-me-downs, they 'aint worth more than my old clothes
I might fuck her but I keep that on the low low
oooohhhhhh
I keep that on the low low
On the low low

I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old

Hoooooooooeeeees
Flexin' on my old
Hoooooooooeeeees
I'm addicted to 'em

I, I showed up to all of her family events 'cause her mama still love me (I love you mama)
But she got a new nigga so when I pull up he be looking so jelly (I hate that nigga)
If I'm really on tip I might even show up with one of her buddies (I fucked her too)
As soon as she come up to hug me I look and I say bitch what (yaaaaaaah)
She tell all her friends that I 'aint the man the fuck you mean (yaaaaaaah)
I know that she want me she peep on my roly so fucking flee (hold up)
And speaking of rolys I left for a local she waste my time she tryna' come over and fuck
But I cannot see her I'm legally blind (barely)

(yaaaaaaah)
I'm swaggin whistling I'm swaggin if you had me then you a has been look at me now with young nigga fashion
My, you bitches name is jasmine, I, never do cuff for my passing, like, a college exam bitch I am the man I don't give a damn so
BITCH BYE (yaaaaaaah)
I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
Hand-me-downs, they 'aint worth more than my old clothes
I might fuck her, but I keep that on the low low
oooohhhhh
I keep that on the low low
On the low low

I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old hoes
I think I'm addicted to flexin' on my old

Hoooooooooeeeees
Flexin' on my old
Hoooooooooeeeees
I'm addicted to 'em