Luyện nghe bài hát Flexing

[Verse 1: Lil
I'm too sexy for shit
I don't take flexin' from no bitch, oh no
And my new don't give me no lip
And when she do, she give me flips, she ride it like a road trip
I got you on your mad so now you doin' mad shit
I'm ratchets, I'm outchea doin' math
Bitch, you on your best day, fuckin' for a check face
leakin' sex tapes, why you tryna flex, babe?

[Chorus: Brown]
me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you,
Would I sit up on you, yeah
Tell me why I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin',
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin',
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

[Verse 2:
Fucked her one then I hit her on the mattress (yeah)
I'ma get you high, baby, you ain't ask me
that you a killer, girl, you a real assassin (yeah)
Hoodini do magic, my money like elastic (Hoodini, yeah)
All of my be bad, 50% up on plastic (bad, plastic)
No I'm not out sad, came from the fire like a dragon (no, fire)
I put them birds on the wagon, damn, your bitch be (brrrr, damn)
All of my bitches be bad, all of my bitches the baddest, (damn)

[Chorus: Chris
Tell me why, would I sit up on you?
Would I sit up on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you,
me why would I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh,
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin',
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

[Verse 3: Gudda & HoodyBaby]
Should have fucked you and cut you right up a knife
Like all of my homies say you wasn't
all of these bitches wanna fuck with a Crip
All in my kitchen, they my whip
All of these bitches wanna fuck with a one
All of these bitches wanna fuck with a
All of these bitches wanna fuck with lil'
I show 'em the and I show 'em no love
I ain't trippin', bitch, I'm chillin', 30 in the villa
Got a Ghost and a Wraith, call me Ghost Wraith
Call me Killah, cash rules everythin' around me
I was a real when you found me, I fuck 'em then I get 'em from around me, go

[Verse 4: Chris
You know I, I on the road
You been out the most
Came a long way since I put you in
Raining in that with your credit card declining, oh
I don't know how I'm to feel
Girl, you had a good thing, you it up you know
Ain't no text backs so you it's real, yeah
Like

[Chorus: Brown]
me why, would I sit up waiting on you?
Would I sit up waiting on you,
I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Tell me why I be when you
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh,
Flexin', flexin', oh, flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin',
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh