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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tone Stith
Vocals
Lonr.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antonio Stith
Songwriter
Michael Barney
Songwriter
Osinachi Nwaneri
Songwriter
Elijah Dias
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Barney
Producer
Osinachi Nwaneri
Producer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Engineer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Say, say, say, say, say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh
If you love me like you say you do
Then say that shit for real
Then make that shit for real
Just make that shit for real for me
Yeah-ayy, uh
If you love me like you say you do
Then say that shit for real
Then make that shit for real
Just make that shit for real for me
Yeah, yeah
I feel alone but I'm not alone, ayy (Yeah)
Coast to coast, did this on my own, yeah (Skrr, skrr)
How much more of me do you want? (Oh)
Ayy, been down this road, finally feel like home, yeah
It always seem like (Seem like)
I gave you all I could (I gave you all I could)
I kept missin' the signs (Oh)
But I'm still winnin' this fight, oh
If you love me like you say you do
Then say that shit for real
Then make that shit for real
Just make that shit for real for me
For me
Uh, gave you (Yeah), ayy (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
Flex on 'em (Uh), flex on 'em (Uh), flex on 'em' (Uh), flex, uh
Flex on 'em (Yeah), flex on 'em (Yeah), flex on 'em, flex (Yeah)
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Woo), flex on 'em, flex, uh
Flex on 'em (Flex), flex on 'em (Flex), flex on 'em (Woo), flex, uh
Couple winters ago we was six below
Had to crack the code now we ain't movin' slow
Seven minutes ago, had seven in my room (Sheesh)
Now they back for more, goin' out of control
I'ma channel the flow, call me Naruto
Got the pass from Tone, goin' back and forth
We gon' give 'em the booth like it's Kenneth Cole
Shawty know what to do, leave 'em closin' the door
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Flex on 'em), flex, uh
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Flex on 'em, yeah), flex on 'em, flex, uh
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Flex on 'em, yeah), flex on 'em, flex, uh
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Flex on 'em, yeah), flex on 'em, flex, uh
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Flex on 'em, yeah), flex on 'em, flex, uh
When I shoot my shot, that bitch be actin' rich, yeah
Deep up in it, she look back at it (She look back, ooh)
Uh, yeah, everything I touch, I'm gettin' half of it (Want my half)
Yeah, uh, got me the check, I get to cashin' it (Cha-ching, yeah)
I don't take no L's, I'm only passin' 'em
He gon' need the help, that's what they never said
I hop off the jet like I'm the president
Didn't mean to flex, that was an accident (Yeah)
Flex on 'em (Uh), flex on 'em (Uh), flex on 'em' (Uh), flex, uh
Flex on 'em (Yeah), flex on 'em (Yeah), flex on 'em, flex (Yeah)
Flex on 'em, flex on 'em (Woo), flex on 'em, flex, uh
Flex on 'em (Flex), flex on 'em (Flex), flex on 'em (Woo), flex, uh
Writer(s): Michael Anthony Barney, Antonio Eugene William Stith, Osinachi Nwaneri, Elijah Bliss Dias
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