Viktor Payne - Big Flex Lyrics

Wanna talk about flex big flex
I'm the nigga that'll work for a check
Got pain in my back and my neck
Bih better show some respect
Show em then fold em like origami
Put it on my mommy when I up the Tommy
I'll go bare faced just so they can find me
Had problems in the past but it's all behind me
If nigga really wanna jump he'll do something
Why you looking all scared gone prove something
That nigga wont move nothing
That nigga little flex with his little gun
Everytime I have to up it I don't miss none
Stop lying Not a killer don't push me
Bih I'm a G not a rookie
Too much to lose so I'm cooking
They trying to pay me so book me
I caught the touchdown no looking Bang outs and all nothing shook me
Bitch I don't dance i be juking
I feel if I want it I take it or took it
Big flex on all of these cookies
Soft as fuq fresh out the oven lil pussy just mushy
Didn't really want a problems but they come
Good with the paws but I stay with the gun
New niggas now ain't really with the fade
So it's off top popping I ain't really with the games
See the world done changed a whole lot
I'm trying catch the ball give a fuq if yall not
Whole slap taste out ya out mouth and all snot
If age just a number why the fuq should I stop
I'm real as it gets too bold and too cold I'm really what next
On go you want me best come with a check
Silent but deadly I'm really a vet
Born in the shadows I'm gone talk my shit
Big flex
Need 0's and commas on each check
I'm up now I don't care about who next
All I hear is little talk no big flex
Had to crawl then walk now it's big steps
Had to grind from the bottom now it's respect
I'm gone get it how I live till its nothing left
Fully focused on the cash ruling everything around me
Now I gotta flex

Wanna talk about flex big flex
I'm the nigga that'll work for a check
Got pain in my back and my neck
Bih better show some respect
Show em then fold em like origami
Put it on my mommy when I up the Tommy
I'll go bare faced just so they can find me
Had problems in the past but it's all behind me
If nigga really wanna jump he'll do something
Why you looking all scared gone prove something
That nigga wont move nothing
That nigga little flex with his little gun
Everytime I have to up it I don't miss none
Stop lying Not a killer don't push me
Bih I'm a G not a rookie
Too much to lose so I'm cooking
They trying to pay me so book me
I caught the touchdown no looking Bang outs and all nothing shook me
Bitch I don't dance i be juking
I feel if I want it I take it or took it
Big flex on all of these cookies
Soft as fuq fresh out the oven lil pussy just mushy
Didn't really want a problems but they come
Good with the paws but I stay with the gun
New niggas now ain't really with the fade
So it's off top popping I ain't really with the games
See the world done changed a whole lot
I'm trying catch the ball give a fuq if yall not
Whole slap taste out ya out mouth and all snot
If age just a number why the fuq should I stop
I'm real as it gets too bold and too cold I'm really what next
On go you want me best come with a check
Silent but deadly I'm really a vet
Born in the shadows I'm gone talk my shit
Big flex
Need 0's and commas on each check
I'm up now I don't care about who next
All I hear is little talk no big flex
Had to crawl then walk now it's big steps
Had to grind from the bottom now it's respect
I'm gone get it how I live till its nothing left
Fully focused on the cash ruling everything around me
Now I gotta flex