You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow

You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow

You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow


I got supreme on my head
I Got bitches giving head
Got no reason to be sad
Never alone in my bed

N***as sayin they the youngest flexer of the century
Till they standing next to me
They nothin compared to me
Imma take some more ecstasy


Shootin n***as wit ma uzi
Don't mean in no call of duty
Only do dat call of booty
N***a I got damn Armani
So fuck off wit fake Gucci


You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow

You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow

You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow

Bitch I'm running with the bloods
Bitch I'm fuckin wit the cops

Bustdown round my wrist
Bullets round my waist
Shotti to your face
Bustdown round my wrist
Sippin actevis

Aye aye

Got so much ice around me I'm figi
Wrist is so cold that the doctor come see me

What yuh

You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow

You know I flex on my ex
Got 200 on my wrist
Don't spend no cash on no hoe
They all be ruining my flow