Luyện nghe bài hát Flexing

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

Chris Brown]
Tell me why, would I sit up 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',
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh
Flexin', flexin', yeah, flexin', flexin',
Flexin', flexin', flexin', flexin', oh

2: Quavo]
Fucked her one time then I hit her on the (yeah)
get you high, baby, you ain't gotta ask me
Know that you a killer, girl, you a real (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 goin' out sad, from the fire like a dragon (no, fire)
I put birds on the wagon, damn, your bitch be ratchet (brrrr, damn)
All of my be bad, all of my bitches the baddest, yeah (damn)

Chris Brown]
Tell me why, would I sit up waiting on
Would I sit up waiting on you,
Would I sit up on you, yeah
Tell me why would I be 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 fucked you and cut you right up like a knife
all of my homies say you wasn't right
Like all of these bitches wanna fuck with a
All in my kitchen, lovin' my whip
All of these bitches fuck with a real one
All of these bitches wanna with a thug
All of these bitches wanna with lil' Gudda
I show 'em the dick and I 'em no love
I trippin', bitch, I'm chillin', 30 hoes in the villa
Got a Ghost and a Wraith, call me Wraith killer
me Ghostface Killah, cash rules everythin' around me
I was a real nigga you found me, I fuck 'em then I get 'em from around me, go

[Verse 4: Brown]
You know I, I on the road
You been out doing the
a long way since I put you in designer
Raining in line 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 know it's real,
yeah

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