Текст Yulema – Lowkey Flex

I only like baddies
Your new girl looking rattie
I be popping in that Rari,
While you basic in the Cadi

‘Cause I lowkey flex
L-l-lowkey flex
You keep fronting like you ’bout it
I just lowkey flex

Yo, I think Ulee snapped
Oh, my God, she the queen of the trap
She so dope. All them girls flop back
I think all them dudes want a mac

Pop 2, pop 3, pop 4
I’m so turnt but I’m ’bout to pop more
Lowkey I get booty like a chair
She said I’m basic, I said girl, where

You can’t even really dance, girl
You spilling out them pants, girl
I’m chilling out in France, girl
I’m about to take your man, girl

Look at all of my ex’s
Some of them is from Texas
And they keep sending these sexts
But I’m steadily moving onto the next

‘Cause this pic I took is fire
My selfie ’bout to drop
Put that money in my bag
And I’ll make the world stop

I only like baddies
Your new girl looking rattie

‘Cause I lowkey flex
L-l-lowkey flex
You keep fronting like you ’bout it
I just lowkey flex

All this money
All these girls looking at me funny
Your man in my Rari
And I’m really, really, really not sorry

I be bopping and popping my bag like a seizure
Flow so cold you could find me in a freezer
Pretty face, big butt
Yea I know you wanna squeeze her

Oh, God, I’m too lit
Now you know I’m way too lit
If these haters keep on talking
Now these haters gon’ get hit

Now I got more cheese than Dominos
And I really don’t mess with you ugly bows
I got a big old booty like Amber Rose
Stretching out these panty hoes

Girl you looking dusty
All you do is flop
Put that money in my bag
And I’ll make the world stop

I only like baddies
Your new girl looking rattie
I be popping in that Rari,
While you basic in the Cadi

‘Cause I lowkey flex
L-l-lowkey flex
You keep fronting like you ’bout it
I just lowkey flex

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Flex