Flexin’ Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Late on my rent
But I just copped the new Timbs
Aye, my new car got a flat
But I got salt on my rim
Nobody knows
I keep the tags on my clothes
Yeah, I got bills that are due
But I got money to blow
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[Pre-Chorus]
My daddy's in my ear
He says, "Watch your fucking money"
My mama's talking shit
Burned a hole right through his pocket
I don't wanna hear
I just wanna get this honey
No, I don't wanna hear

[Chorus]
My flexin' is a problem
My flexin' is a problem
My flexin' is a problem, yeah
My flexin' is a problem, ooh
Wallet like the cemetery
I'mma go and wake the dead
My flexin' is a problem
Gonna spend until there's nothing left

[Verse 2]
Late on my rent
But I just copped the new Tims
Aye, my new car got a flat
But I got salt on my rim
Going hard after work
I'm 'bout to drink til' it hurts
They'll be like "Ooh bitch, he snapped
I see his Gucci T-shirt"

[Pre-Chorus]
My daddy's in my ear
He says, "Watch your fucking money"
My mama's talking shit
Burned a hole right through his pocket
I don't wanna hear
I just wanna get this honey
No, I don't wanna hear

[Chorus]
My flexin' is a problem
My flexin' is a problem
My flexin' is a problem, yeah
My flexin' is a problem, ooh
Wallet like a cemetery
I'mma go and wake the dead
My flexin' is a problem
Gonna spend until there's nothing left