Flaunt It/Cheap Lyrics

I don't need help to swerve the new coupe
This deal I closed deserves a new suit
New two-tone Rollie, watch it times two
A few shot glasses, pulled up on boo (Ear Drummers)
New Amiri jeans, designer socks too
I got the swag flu, this a haiku
I'm somethin' like you, might drink and drive too
Worked nine-to-fives when I was in high school
Up late nights, I'm workin' my move
Just left Ashley house around noon
Now I'm at Ciara house, she in the mood (What up, J-Bo?)
I probably got a sextape comin' soon
These shoes here don't come out 'til June
Thank me, not an average dude
Bentley, with one girl, I got a few
Penthouse suite, yeah, it got a pool
I can keep goin' if I got to
This my pic, I'll crop you
Married to the game, said my "I do's"
Got a window seat like Erykah Badu

If you ain't got it, then you can't flaunt it
Pull up, Lamborghini, S on it
(Pull up, Lamborghini, S on it)
(If you ain't got it, then you can't flaunt it)
Let the roof down, I'm blowin' exotic
Party, girls be gettin' it started
(Let the roof down, I'm blowin' exotic)
(Party, girls be gettin' it started)
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[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Fill my cup, 'til I'm lethargic (Hey)
Might not make it home 'til morning (Yeah)
Pockets fat, yeah, Samoan (Hey)
Next-door neighbors think I'm annoying (Hey)
On the side, nigga, I never get lonely (Yeah)
Shorty call me whenever she get horny (Yeah)
Four in the mornin', and I got her moanin' (Hey)
She a freak girl and I'm recordin'

[Part II: Cheap]

*phone recording beep*
*Laughs* Is Swae your real brother?
Uh, yeah

B-b-b-bought the club, she comin' home with me
That top wasn't worth a dub (Like this)
You must be kiddin' me
Well, what's up with the ones? This bitch deserve some twenties
I done spent a dozen, she hate a nigga that's cheap

I know why she choke (Choke), reachin' for this gas I smoke (Smoke)
Hit her from the back, she poke-poke (Yeah)
Hit her with the wood, like oak (Oak)
Ayy, I know why she so (So)
Get down, hit it on the floor (Floor)
Sit down, sir, racks too low
Sit down, sit down, bag too small
My wrist colorful (Colorful)
Your—, gullible (Gullible)
Can't wife none of 'em (No)
Say her head game wonderful
I bought you bottles, bitch (Bottles), you don't owe me pussy
Keep on, keep on poppin' it (Poppin' it), you know I'm lookin' (Ayy)
She came here just to fuck
She came and took it (Took it)
Uh, she say she wanna fly out, I'm supposed to book it (Book it)
Must seen that Cullinan
Cash make hoes fall in love
Broke– broke hoes, we be dodgin' 'em (Woah)
This fuckin' bad bitch never gave a fuck
[Chorus: Swae Lee & Slim Jxmmi]
Bough-h-hught the club, she comin' home with me
That top wasn't worth a dub
You must be kiddin' me
Well, what's up with the ones? This bitch deserve some twenties
I done spent a dozen, she hate a nigga that's cheap (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Let me know if you tryna have fun (Have fun)
In the club, I got twenty-thousand ones (Thousand ones)
Yeah, I could pay your rent with a tip (With a tip)
But that pussy gotta pop off the rip (Off the rip)
Skunk pack, bustin' out the zip (Goddamn)
Rubberband Man, like T.I.P. (Like T.I.P.)
Shorty throw it back and I grab her by the hips (Yeah)
Shorty throw it back and I grab by the hips
Make it clap like a AK, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
I need the baddest bitch to the main stage (Main stage)
These girls ain't tryna behave (No, sir)
Shorty want the whole team, she brave
M-my drop sit up on dubs
Spend money like it don't mean nothin'
Swipe cards 'til the ATM broken
Can't play, you ain't got no tokens

B-b-b-bought the club, she comin' home with me
That top wasn't worth a dub
You must be kiddin' me
Well, what's up with the ones? This bitch deserve some twenties
I done spent a dozen, she hate a nigga that's cheap