This is a song about "Flex on me"

Got a bounty on me

I came up hungry

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

Try to be like me you cant flex like me. rhymes so tight, soundin so right.

But primetime got nothin on me

And its simple as that baby

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

But imma keep on doing me

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Its laying on me and killing me

Could i make you my baby

She smells the skunk on me

You're prone to getting broken with your bones if you gon flex them

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Enemies try to flex,