No Flex Zone - Ace Hood

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel

I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous

Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better

I’m a trendsetter, I’m a go getter

Attention err’body, I’m gettin' sick and tired of gettin' modest

I’m gettin' plenty money, now they think I’m Illuminati

I’m the reason why they own a new Bugatti

I’m the one who give the flow to the game

Rap game, it will neva be the same

I done burf you niggas and then nervous you niggas

I’m the reason why you eva had a name

I’m the one who runnin' thangs in the south

You don’t run a damn thing but yo mouth

Niggas talkin' outta terms till I pull up with the burn

Now the souls outside of yo house

Man, see me ride round the city with the top down

Bad bitches all out of heads down

Turnt for a nigga whole throat

And I’m a come and get it like a rebound

Bust it one time like a Greyhound

Ass in the air with ya face down

All this money on the floor, all this money on the table

It so much you would think Floyd May 'round

Why the broke boys always wanna flex?

Be the main ones, scare me with the checks

Niggas ball for a minute, blowin' bands on them bitches

Now they missin' tryna car you collect

Howl, you’s a fraud, nigga, I’m at yo bottle

U a thot, bitch, you ain’t no model

It’s a no flex zone, couple gold chains on

I look like I just hit the lotto

Whole minute gone with a foreign bitch tourin'

Heard ya new shit, ah, bored

I’m in the studio, cookin' that greatness

Take time, have a lil bit of patience

I’m the one, no Neo with the Matrix

No flex, we the best hood nation

These niggas wanna claim they run it

Thou trippin' like ya took a vacation

Shout to boy AC and my dawg Choo-Choo

Where the lil homie project baby?

Dane gank I see ya Pompano caracida

Lot of deal, deer feel with my Haitians

Brower

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel

I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous

Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better

I’m a trendsetter, I’m a go getter

Young niggas got to get to the money

Five chains on, they look at me funny

Showed up with the juice and the troops

Roll a seven every time I shoot

She said, why you have so many condoms with you?

I said, I’m a player, to be honest with you

Hublot, whoo, so shiny

Mind you, my crew right behind me

Went shopping, could’ve bought an island

Talking money, when I’m with Italians

Spilling purple, on the red carpet

And I’m flyer, than a nigga on a hang glider

4−5-6−7 chains on, just stay in your lane, ho

Don’t you like these A. Wang’s?

Don’t you like these gold fangs?

You a well known flexer, I’m a young trendsetter

These hoes, they reckless, they slick, they messy

Three hoes freak dancing, on the loud singing acapella

Chain clang, like heavy metal

Sremm killed the haters, God bless them

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

No flex zone, no flex zone

They know better, they know better

Won a gold medal, and a gold bezel

I treat it so special, now ya ho jealous

Freak hoes, got several, they tens or better

I’m a trendsetter, I’m a go getter