Flexing On My Ex

I said I wonder what you thinking when you think about my name If I said it then I meant it, ain't no capping in my game You let all them other bitches in your brain drive you insane And now you got this pain and you the only to blame 'Cause when I pull up with lil shorty, I know shorty gon' be lit She ain't never had a nigga that could make her feel like this Put that baby in new Prada, got her dripping off her wrist Yea Shorty know that she a 10 Saucing on these bitches, we be out here flexed up Flexing on my ex, I bet she know she messed up Shorty bout her bag, tryna run that check up She better than my last, I'm so glad I left her Shining, got these other bitches pissed off Them hoes ticked off These hoes wanna be her but this ain't criss cross Told her if she hold it down then we gon' lift off I'ma give it with a bag bigger than Rick Ross Boujee bitch, niggas can't impress her She a ride or die, so I applied that pressure Suck a nigga soul anytime I let her Shorty fed, we be counting up them up them deads oh nah And I heard my ex bitch mad Got up off my ass, fuck the past, I got a bag And my new lil shorty fuck me better than my last I don't mean to brag When I pull up with lil shorty, I know shorty gon' be lit She ain't never had a nigga that could make her feel like this Put that baby in new Prada, got her dripping off her wrist Yea Shorty know that she a 10 Saucing on these bitches, we be out here flexed up Flexing on my ex, I bet she know she messed up Shorty bout her bag, tryna run that check up She better than my last, I'm so glad I left her Yea yea Lil shorty want it all So she gon' get it all She know that I'ma fall through anytime she call Switching lanes in the range nigga, fuck the law Lil baby bad as hell My ex bitch mad as hell She got her own bag, but a nigga still drop a check on her Shorty keep it G so you know me, I had to step on her Brought her through the city looking pretty just to pretty just to flex on 'em She know that I'm next up We be running checks up Told that nigga check down Took her from them lames, gave her game, she feeling blessed now Shorty she ain't ducking, know she fucking with the best now Shout out my ex, I bet she feeling left out When I pull up with lil shorty, I know shorty gon' be lit She ain't never had a nigga that could make her feel like this Put that baby in new Prada, got her dripping off her wrist Yea Shorty know that she a 10 Saucing on these bitches, we be out here flexed up Flexing on my ex, I bet she know she messed up Shorty bout her bag, tryna run that check up She better than my last, I'm so glad I left her Said I wonder what you thinking when you think about my name If I said it then I meant it, ain't no capping in my game You let all them other bitches in your brain drive you insane And now you got this pain and you the only to blame