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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harrison Armstrong
Harrison Armstrong
Songwriter
Jake Jones
Jake Jones
Songwriter
Mustafa Omer
Mustafa Omer
Songwriter
James Murray
James Murray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Whyjay
Whyjay
Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I-I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
[Verse 1]
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it bounce
Make it drop, it's gettin' hot, shit, we be wakin' up the house
Fuck it, keep it up, I know you love it when you're loud
But if we hear the door knockin' we can't make another sound
Love my brothers, that's for life, I know my family got me
Couple bitches, couple haters, couple bands around me
Leave me be, I live my life with fuckin' cameras on me
Do my thing, I'm settin' pace, go tell a man to stop me
Couple brothers got a job, a couple buy and sell
Grew up slidin' 'round in North Manny, you can kinda tell
If you see me with a gal, my chick be lookin' fly as well
Louis V creps and a belt, but the bag's Chanel
Had a rest and then I had to step the levels up
Got it in my head that I'm the best so I ain't stressin' much
I ain't on the fake shit so I ain't gonna beg for love
Gyallie love me anyway, big shelly and I wet it up
[Chorus]
Show-show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I-I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
[Verse 2]
Yo
The aim's to get the bag and then get off
Ain't got time to rest, not settlin' for second to the top
Goin' all the way, you know I gotta get it, never flop
Man step up in the dance and then we're wreckin' up the spot
It's crazy how I'm livin', might have lost a couple screws
Blowin' clouds up in the room, now I'm off into the moon
Still got a bit of youth in me, I'm always in the mood
When I'm in the studio, I don't want no one in the room
[Verse 3]
Uh, 'bout to take another sip
I'm just young and livin' life, you can't blame it on the kid
Kick back with a bottle while I make another quid
I'm the captain of this ting and it gets wavy on my shit
Yeah
Man stay with a squaddy
Waved in the lobby, gettin' paid is my hobby
One thick ting, shoulda seen the shape of her body
Got me takin' videos when she's shakin' it for me
[Chorus]
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
[Verse 4]
I slide around from time to time
You'll likely find delighted by my size
She's spicy, likes to ride 'cause I'm the guy
She wifey, nice and icy, kinda shy
Put my hoodie on baby and go and make it shake
Trippin' out when I'm blazin', I saw a Bathing Ape
Got my girl goin' crazy, I need to take a break
All these girls jumpin' on me, it's got me takin' chase
Who am I to complain
When money and fame's what drives me insane?
True say, I could have worse problems
So I stay smilin' and ridin' my wave
Shit quick, slip, slide in the Wraith
Got your chick lipstick on the side of my face
This his bitch but mine for the day
So he gets dismissed when I'm in the place
[Chorus]
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
Show 'em baby how you flex and make it shake
All that back and pretty face, girl I'm tryna get a taste
I'm just bopping, give a fuck who's in the place
Gucci buckle with a snake, but my hoodie lookin' BAPE
Written by: Harrison Armstrong, Jacob Daniel Jones, Jake Jones, James Murray, Mustafa Omer
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