BLAYK - AIN'T MEAN TO FLEX

Yuh, jet lag, I'm hopping off a jet
Brand new chain, huh
I ain't mean to flex
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my neck
We not in France, but be wearing them baguettes
Pass the ho on, I just want the next
Can't tell the time, but I got on a Rolex
Got her mad so I said "come on back"
And I told her "I ain't mean to flex"
She like, "Blayk, can I hop in that Rovy?"
Ima drive in that ho like I stole it
When I'm gone she ain't never gonna show me
'Til I'm on the stage and she want a show free
But I told her "I'm not what you think"
Ima move on, Ima up the ranks
Want this new money?
Wanna hit the banks?
Bitch, you know Ima tell you no thanks
If I had to pick one I choose you
But she fine and she wanting me too
Pulled out big bills, she want me to pay
But I told her, no way
Yeah she fine and I call her mine
Now she upset
When it comes to us, huh, we a mess
Tryna talk it out, but you already know the rest
In the stu 'til I see the sun, I ain't get no rest
Pockets ain't been in the gym
They not normal they all fat
Now she hitting my line like "Call me back"
I told you that I'm sorry, I ain't doing it again
I ain't mean to flex, huh
Jet lag, I'm hopping off a jet
Brand new chain, huh
I ain't mean to flex
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds on my neck
We not in France, but be wearing them baguettes
Pass the ho on, I just want the next
Can't tell the time, but I got on a Rolex
Got her mad so I said "come on back"
And I told her "I ain't mean to flex"
I ain't mean to
I ain't mean to
I ain't mean to flex

Written by:
Blake Peterson

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