Flexin & Finessin lyrics

[Chorus]

Flexin and Finessin

Flexin and Finessin

Ain't got no time for stressing

Im just flexin and finessing

[Iggy Azalea // Verse 1]

Okay now, Big dollars I been gettin. This my world boy I been shittin

These bad bitches? im friends with em

They bow down and let my friends hit em

Like got damn. this Tight Gold shit! you ridin' round in my old whip

Me? Trapgold 1st? Black hood

He gotta double cup, and pour that good

I got racks to play, you on my tip. You just window shop and don't by shit!

I gotta pearl handle, don't try shit. And to these haters please stay up off my dick

I got cartiers on my eye lids. And these princesses on my wrist

How the fuck could you say it ain't fly bitch!?

Im so fresh to death I just died bitch!

Now clap clap for me. Go ahead girl bring it back back for me

Pull my cash out my let her lap dance for it

Fuck around and bust a band no black jack on it

Call me iggy Iigs I'm on trippy shit

I like whitneys hips. I like britneys tits

I want em both to strip im on pippin shit

And since I can't pick... We'll do a switchy switch, word

[Chorus]

Flexin and Finessin

Flexin and Finessin

Ain't got no time for stressing

Im just flexin and finessing

[Juicy J // Verse 2]

Let's go!

I was counting cash with the money machine

She giving me head then coming outta her jeans

Smoke a pound today roll up a Juicy J double cup full of Promethazine..

Seen the Porsch I like bought the bitch twice

I can do that shit for the rest of my life

Seen the bitch I like hit the bitch twice

Stay flexing hard mother fuck a price

I get it flip it and shit it

Poppin molly dig it back to business

Ride the lamb doing twice the limit

Got your bitch screaming from start to finish

Bank bands all on my cash,stripper bitches gone shake they ass

Twenty years in the rap game, man I don't have to make it last

That bullshit that you smoking never been in my cigar

What im smoking on you gotta keep in a jar

Own it to the shit and nigga pop and have a bar

With two white chicks menage-a-trois

Rolling up, back to back

I need my medicine I got cataracts

One night with yo bitch then you can have her back

Me saving these hoes imagine that

[Chorus]

Flexin and Finessin

Flexin and Finessin

Ain't got no time for stressing

Im just flexin and finessing

Flexin and Finessin

Flexin and Finessin

Ain't got no time for stressing

Im just flexin and finessing