DucK my Ex (feat. Chris Brown & 2 Chainz)

Got it on smash

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks

Tonight I'ma flex, ah (Oh yeah)

Rollie, no Patek (Oowee)

Give me the baguettes and my .40 and the TEC, oh

Tryna duck my ex

Damn what's coming next

I just wanna flex, oh yeah

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks

I just wanna flex, oh yeah

In here, toasted up

I'ma take a single pic and I'ma post it up, oh yeah

Single for the night and the night looking young

She throw it to me to me right, anytime you make it jump, jump

Throw it to me, throw it to me

Bust it like a new year, all of it to me

I found a little shawty and she badder when I'm set

Shout out everybody in here doing better than they ex, oh

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks

Tonight I'ma flex, ah (Oh yeah)

Rollie, no Patek (Oowee)

Give me the baguettes and my .40 and the TEC, oh

Tryna duck my ex

Damn what's coming next

I just wanna flex, oh yeah (Oh yeah)

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks

I just wanna flex, oh yeah

Don't get in my way, get in my way now

Don't you go out your way on your way down

Don't gotta be partying, ain't tryna keep up

Just don't look for me, end of story

It's the major leagues, I swing my dick like batter up

I stay creeping

Hit it out the park

Put your best friend and be fucking in my Rari

Know a nigga petty

I'm not saying sorry

I'm just countin' checks, tryna flex, you know

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks

Tonight I'ma flex, ah (Oh yeah)

Rollie, no Patek (Oowee)

Give me the baguettes and my .40 and the TEC, oh

Tryna duck my ex

Damn whats coming next

I just wanna flex (Oh yeah)

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks (I just wanna flex)

Yeah

I go hard, erect

Surrounded in baguettes

My life need a set

I directed the soundtrack

Sipping on some mile back

Where you get that style from?

Let me get my style back

Never been camera shy

Mug shots, no Clayton High

Potato on the barrel, turn your ass into potato pie

Every letter in the alphabet a G (G)

My favorite rapper that I wanna see is me

You can't compete

I'm out your league

Check your receipt

The dick ain't free, yeah

Okay, on my fourth Patek

I'm stuntin' on my ex

Give her everything except another chance and respect, yeah

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks (2 Chainz)

Tonight I'ma flex, ah

Rollie, no Patek

Give me the baguettes and my .40 and the TEC, oh

Tryna duck my ex

Damn whats coming next

I just wanna flex, oh yeah

Tryna duck my ex

Count a hundred checks

I just wanna flex, oh yeah