Flex! (Mashle: Magic & Muscles)

Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! I'm still ready for the competition Numerals still charting like Roman Funerals nowadays ain't too outgoing Too many of my opps downloaded They getting online tryna gossip I really thought the young boy toldya I'm balling too hard like I'm Ronnie But my body stay flexing like Coleman All I just want is the check (woah) Why would I beef with my ex (woah) Imma go straight to the top (woah) Wonder what I'mma do next (woah) Boy I'm the cream of the crop (woah) You can just tell how I flex (woah) Jungle boy, been the realest Since apes and gorillas Would bang on they chest (woah) Straight face with intent Tenacious with my tent She ride me like a limo, limping when she done She don't need limo-tint Give her extra special speculations Late to thee extent Extend my bread you don't make dollars so you can't go make no cents Can't go back to how I used to be Traction had us bruised for weeks Use to be so useful Now I'm used to using eulogies Life is like a test atleast expect My god to tutor me It's all apart the plan I pray that he just saves some room for me Who wanna battle the beast and the brolic You babble and scrap with the least and the frolic You idle and weak thru the week on repeat if you know parakeet than I'm pairing to grow on that logic I'm known for the muscle like who wanna tussle Get tossed like a salad and tassel and flipped like a comic The wand in my hand is not good for the talking You spell or you speak and get switched like a topic Cut like a pizza for trying to play diva Put red in his head and it look like some toppings They all on my story replying like Mari... When in the hell is you dropping? You know we ain't stopping Like Brodie just try to be patient I gotchu some records I got us I promise We moving along, you gotta be strong, we aim for the top with no options Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex! Flex!