Luyện nghe bài hát Flexing

[Verse 1: Lil
I'm too for your shit
I take flexin' from no bitch, oh no bitch
And my new bitch give me no lip
And when she do, she me bowl flips, she ride it like a road trip
I got you on mad shit so now you doin' mad shit
I'm subtractin' ratchets, I'm outchea math
Bitch, you ratchet on your day, fuckin' for a check face
Outchea sex tapes, why you tryna flex, babe?

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

2: Quavo]
Fucked her one time I hit her on the mattress (yeah)
I'ma get you high, baby, you ain't ask me
Know that you a killer, girl, you a assassin (yeah)
do magic, my money stretch 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 on the wagon, damn, your bitch be ratchet (brrrr, damn)
All of my bitches be bad, all of my the baddest, yeah (damn)

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

3: Gudda Gudda & HoodyBaby]
Should have fucked you and cut you right up like a
all of my homies say you wasn't right
Like all of bitches wanna fuck with a Crip
All in my kitchen, they lovin' my
All of these bitches wanna with a real one
All of bitches wanna fuck with a thug
All of these bitches wanna fuck with Gudda
I show 'em the dick and I '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 Ghostface Killah, cash everythin' around me
I was a real nigga when you found me, I fuck 'em then I get 'em around me, go

4: Chris Brown]
You know I, I been on the
You been out the most
Came a way since I put you in designer
Raining in that line with credit card declining, oh
I know how I'm supposed to feel
Girl, you had a thing, you fucked it up you know
Ain't no backs so you know it's real, yeah
yeah

[Chorus: Brown]
Tell me why, would I sit up on you?
I sit up waiting on you, yeah
Would I sit up waiting on you,
me why would 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