This is a song about "The flex"

No car key and i mean that

Flex rapping like im hard as shit

Got the passion for the music

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Flex man. rocking on that x man put flames on head never pay

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Got golden arm go try to flex this

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Just know that i'm always

The streetz is aint the safe