Finessin'

Flexing, they know flexing (beep, beep, beep)

Niggas know I'm flexing
They know I'm flexing
I'm buying all these clothes
Cause I'm straight finessing
Smoking kush blunts and let's start a session
End it in a second, it's gon' get reckless
Pop a couple X's and sip some Texas
I just love my money
It's straight fuck my exs
Smoking turn me up, I hate feeling regular
I'm thumbing through that check
Cause I'm straight finessing

On these hoes I'm flexing
They know I'm flexing
I'm flexing on these hoes that
Thought I was nothing
Now that I'm something, these hoes coming
I'm smoking on that Compton
I'm holding hundreds
Gucci on my face, Louie on my belt
Trues and expensive shoes
Man I need some help
Man, I love my money with her conceited self
I'm giving flexing classes if
You need some help
I got it all from nothing, them commas coming
If a nigga play, put the choppas on him
I got it all from nothing, them commas coming
I give a bitch nothing, that's why I love her