(It's Kosfinger, baby) Grahh-grahh Aye, flex 'Ess go, 'ess go You want smoke with me? Must be out yo' top (What the fuck?) My homies slide, with them switches (Grahh) They gon' tear down a whole block (Grahh, grahh) Marco EBK, EOS, every opp shot (What, bop-bop) How you smokin' on my dead, and nigga, [?] got 'eem shot (It's Kosfinger, baby) I'ma 'miri jeans steppa', louis shirt, chrome heart Let me catch yo ass in traffic, I'ma have bro flip that car (Bop, aye) Doing eighty in a Urus, blew the engine, oh my God (Damn) How the fuck you want beef, you ain't know I was a [?] (What, huh?) Pass the hoe to the gang, all these bitches gettin' tossed (They are) Marco Flex, [?] (What?) Call me Marco, Tony Hawk We outside, [?], it's gon' knock you out yo' socks You do what you can, and I do what I want (Let's go) Big flex, I'ma bougie nigga, ride around in foreign cars (Flex) Oh we lit, on the gram, with that baby ass watch? (That weak ass watch) Blue face, pink slits Get behind me, do the race (Skrrt, skrrt) [?] fire, murda' gang We gon' put you in a grave (Bop-bop-bop-bop) Pick 'em up, fuck yo' homie (Kill his ass) He shoulda' never mentioned my name (What?) Marco Flex, lil' homie, but my pockets big bank SRT, rock body, I just copped lil' bro a chain (Skrrt) Nigga fuck yo' AP, I just bought my Patek plain (Aye, look) You want smoke with me? Must be out yo' top (What the fuck?) My homies slide, with them switches (Grahh) They gon' tear down a whole block (Grahh, grahh) Marco EBK, EOS, every opp shot (What, bop-bop) How you smokin' on my dead, and nigga, [?] got 'eem shot (It's Kosfinger, baby) I'ma 'miri jeans steppa', louis shirt, chrome heart Let me catch yo ass in traffic, I'ma have bro flip that car (Bop, aye) Doing eighty in a Urus, blew the engine, oh my God (Damn) How the fuck you want beef, you ain't know I was a [?] (What, huh?) Grahh Grahh Worda' bro, I'ma make sure they see me I [?] oppa', brodie told me TP If I don't see no D's, I don't care I'm tryna put a nigga in the air Like, shots made 'em walk with a cane He lucky he ain't get hit in his brain Like, shots made 'em walk with a cane He lucky he ain't get hit in his brain For Diddy and Yellow, empty out the clip Know they mad I smoke with the 'rips Like- Why these niggas on my dick? Every time we smoke, we jumpin' out the whip Got these bitches fuckin' 'cause they see the drip Try to line me, put her in a spliff I'ma keep on clickin' 'til that nigga trip 'Til that nigga- Grahh-grahh, boom (Boom-boom) You want smoke with me? Must be out yo' top (What the fuck?) My homies slide, with them switches (Grahh) They gon' tear down a whole block (Grahh, grahh) Marco EBK, EOS, every opp shot (What, bop-bop) How you smokin' on my dead, and nigga, [?] got 'eem shot (It's Kosfinger, baby) I'ma 'miri jeans steppa', louis shirt, chrome heart Let me catch yo ass in traffic, I'ma have bro flip that car (Bop, aye) Doing eighty in a Urus, blew the engine, oh my God (Damn) How the fuck you want beef, you ain't know I was a [?] (What, huh?)