May I Flex (feat. Black Bag LA & Momoh Cobain)

May i flex
(May i)
May i flex
(May i)

Okay duck (ay), duck (ay)
Pistol best friends with my hip
Duck (ay), duck (ay)
Pistol best friends with my hip

May I flex, may I flex (ay)
I brought out them racks
Like thirty grand around my neck (ay)
I just got a cheque
Now I'm flexing on my ex
I might go buy my bitch a vet (ay)
I got off the jet, and i ain't get no sleep

Feel like Martin Luther (huh)
Except I keep a Ruger (huh)
I can't sleep, she on my body
I tell her [inaudible] don't move her (huh)

I've been flexing so hard I'm feeling paranoid (I'm feeling)
I've been flexing so hard I'm feeling paranoid (I can't sleep!)
I've been flexing so hard I'm feeling paranoid (I can't sleep!)
I've been flexing so hard I'm feeling paranoid

May i flex
(May i)
May i flex
(May i)

May I flex please
Ice on me like Gretzky
Your bitch always text me
You nigga ain't savage
(They actin-)Man them niggas looking broke
They hungry, they fasting (ay ay)
Take them bitches out the crowd like a
I'm manly, I only smoke gasoline

Gotta run up a cheque, run up a cheque
Then I hop on a jet to go meet the connect
I'm balling bitch I don't see nothing but net
My diamond all wet like I'm covered in sweat
Look at me I got them holding their breath
Just counted a mil, baby watch out I flex