Flex Lyrics - Singles - In-grid

[Hook: Sevyn Streeter] 

Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down 

Whippin' on these niggas, I'ma flex 

All my niggas wear crowns, we on higher ground 

Can't see none of you niggas, watch us... 

[Verse 1: Ingrid] 

Smokin' with the windows down, just like it's legal 

Straight chillin', plus I'm sippin' Crown, I'm in the Regal 

With the tags that's from out of state 

I've been boomin' since I made that move from out of state 

But now I'm back 

I'm in that black on black on black on black 

I'm parkin' on the sidewalk and givin' niggas daps 

Every time I hit the streets I'm with my real fam 

On some ghetto fancy shit, I feel like I'm I'm in B*A*P*S 

You know we 'bout to flex 

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[Hook: Sevyn Streeter] 

Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down 

Whippin' on these niggas, I'ma flex 

All my niggas wear crowns, we on higher ground 

Can't see none of you niggas, watch us flex 

It's a ghetto reality 

Life's but a dream so forgive me if I flex 

A nigga feelin' so elegant 

Like I'm wearin' white linen on a yacht in the south of France 

Understand I'm gon' flex 

I'ma flex out loud 

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud 

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud 

[Verse 2: Ingrid] 

I know you hear that sub beatin' down the block 

Ridin' clean is my religion 'case you hoes forgot 

It ain't a damn stain on me, boy I swear for Lord 

Ingrid Bergman reportin' live from Third Ward 

I go harder than them niggas and them bitches too 

I been did all the shit you did and what you didn't do 

And of course I'm into men, I just ain't into you 

And yes that was me in the 6 and now I'm in the coupe 

Shit, you know I'm known to 

[Bridge: Sevyn Streeter] 

All my friends, all this gold 

All this change, au revoir 

We don't know how to act 

Never had nothin' before 

Never been nowhere before 

Waterpark was a fire hose 

D-boys posted at the corner 

D-boys posted at the corner 

Our negroes, amigos 

Hoes and the rastas 

We got goals, we want more 

Dreams of designer 

Straight nigga mentality 

Gotta get it by any means 

Gotta do what we gotta do 

Nigga we on, let's act a fool 

And flex 

Please excuse, flex, flex, flex 

Straight nigga mentality 

Gotta get it by any means 

Gotta do what we gotta do 

Nigga we on, let's act a fool 

[Hook: Sevyn Streeter] 

Drive my Coupe DeVille around with the windows down 

Whippin' on these niggas, I'ma flex 

All my niggas wear crowns, we on higher ground 

Can't see none of you niggas, watch us flex 

It's a ghetto reality 

Life's but a dream so forgive me if I flex 

A nigga feelin' so elegant 

Like I'm wearin' white linen on a yacht in the south of France 

Understand I'm gon' flex 

Out loud, loud, loud 

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud 

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud 

I'ma flex out loud, loud, loud