Flex
[Intro: Ace OG]
Ayy
Just got out the jewelry store
Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Robin Jean
All these wiggas jealous that I be flexin' on these bitches, you know what I'm saying?
Ace OG
Got Eazi-Klu on the beat, he cookin' up all that heat
Ayy

[Chorus]
Brand new Patek on my wrist (brand new Patek)
I'm gettin' texts from my ex (from my ex)
Poppin' these pills, I can't rest (I can't rest)
Diamonds all over my neck (diamonds)
I just be gettin' these checks (these checks)
I just be wantin' some sex (smash)
I'm just tryna flex, bitch, I'm just tryna flex (I'm just tryna flex)
We all started from bottom, you don't know why we get so stressed (nah)
Hoppin' out of that Range Rover, and it got all them steps (and it go all them steps)
All this ice on me wet (wet), all of this drip make you jealous (that drip)
I'm just over here flexin' on a bitch, I'm just tryna flex (flex!)
[Verse]
I got another baby mama, it's bizarre (bizarre)
My phone be goin' off like it's a radar (it's a radar)
I got social problems, I can't be in charge (I can't be in charge)
It's 'cause of shit like this I say I came from Mars (alien)
Ayy, I'ma go reach the stars
One day I'ma go up to the charts (yeah)
All these bitches so fake, they frauds (nah)
All these wiggas some try hards (try hard)
Bruce Willis like I'm in "Die Hard" ("Die Hard")
Brad Pitt like "Inglorious Bastards" (yeah)
Got a Rover, can't even drive a car (skrrt)
I'm smokin' that gas, it smell like a fart (what)
All these bitches tellin' lies (tellin' lies), all these rumors I despise (I despise)
Got the whip with the frog eyes (skrrt), lookin' like I'm in disguise (in disguise)
They be tryna analyze me, they be tryna criticize (criticize)
Don't know why these wiggas so hype, all these hoes on Twitter, they type type type (type type type)

[Chorus]
Brand new Patek on my wrist (brand new Patek)
I'm gettin' texts from my ex (from my ex)
Poppin' these pills, I can't rest (I can't rest)
Diamonds all over my neck (diamonds)
I just be gettin' these checks (these checks)
I just be wantin' some sex (smash)
I'm just tryna flex, bitch, I'm just tryna flex (I'm just tryna flex)
We all started from bottom, you don't know why we get so stressed (nah)
Hoppin' out of that Range Rover, and it got all them steps (and it go all them steps)
All this ice on me wet (wet), all of this drip make you jealous (that drip)
I'm just over here flexin' on a bitch, I'm just tryna flex (flex!)
[Interlude]
(Got the whip with the frog eyes, lookin' like I'm in disguise)
"INSOMNIAC"
Woah

[Part II]

[Intro]
Makoto
Yeah
This shit sound like...
This shit givin' me vibes like you on the Boardwalk, on a late summer night with your friends chillin' and shit
And summer's about to end
This sound like the type of beat where you just talk some real shit on here, you know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah
Uh

[Verse]
Blowin' so much dope in the back out the window
I don't overdose, but I still try to be careful though
Callin' up some hoes on my phone 'cause I'm bored, yo
On the low, hangin' with my homies, smokin' antidote
Wiggas ri-ridin' down the street doin' wheelies
I don't do that shit 'cause I think it's super silly
In my neighborhood in Philly on a chilly night
Bumpin' some Meek Milly in my whip with my new bitch
Whippin' in the kitchen, tryna flip a brick
All these fakers keep on bitchin' 'cause they see us winnin'
My left eye keep on twitchin', man I think I'm trippin'
My ho got that vision, she just tryna kick it
We be gettin' riches, or at least we tryin'
Y'all be super mad about the way that we be livin'
If I catch you slippin', you swimmin' with the fishes
Push to start, like a Beyblade bitch I let it rip
[Chorus 2]
All these wiggas doin' too much just to get a check
Throwin' Benjamins at strippers, should've got a Benz
Dopin' off these drugs, seein' movie effects
Got Apex Legends and safe sex goin' on in my crib
My phone keep on goin' off, it's my ex
I'm tellin' all you wiggas, I'm the one that's up next
Wigga, I'm just tryna flex
Wigga, I'm just tryna flex, bitch