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Racks on the side of the bed and they blue
I do not care what you do with your crew
Hop in the whip and it’s painted like goo
Look at the tags on my sweater it’s new
Five thousand dollars for just for the boots
I keep a toolie it’s ready to shoot
Look at the way that I move in the coupe
Eating on steak and I’m sippin' on soup
Walk in the building they knowing my face
Don't talk to me if you ain't got a case
Flexing this money it’s all in your face
Picking up speed I’m not winning no race
Smokin' on pressure it’s filling the room
Sending them hits and it’s going to boom
I’m in the kitchen I’m using a spoon
Stay out the way or you’re meeting your doom
Flex on 'em hard like I'm one of a kind
Stay on the grind I'm ahead of my time
Cartier lenses I'm losing my mind
Everything custom the fabric is fine
Flex on 'em hard like I'm one of a kind
Stay on the grind I'm ahead of my time
Cartier lenses I'm losing my mind
Everything custom the fabric is fine
Yeah yeah
Fabric is fine
Flex on 'em hard
Losing my mind
Yeah
One of a kind
(Flexing)
(One of a kind)
(Yeah)
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