Lyrics Flexatron9000 - Billy Marchiafava

(Wait a minute! Who are you?)
I think they want some more man
Yeah! Okay, sure, fuck it!

Sauced up shawty (yeah)
Bitches wanna party (yeah)
Baby Blue Bugatti
Bitches love it when I'm cocky
Getting brains like a zombie

Hit em with the flex
I'm the best, put a bitch in a hex
Billy up next, fuck that
Na na, I'm up now
To the top all the way from the ground
I just been workin', you lame boy I'm certain
My music is different, my own wave I'm surfin'
I flex all on purpose, this money deserve it
I'm hot like a furnace, these bitches be shirtless

Fucked around and I made a hit song
Fucked around and I made a hit song

I don't care if you don't like my shit
(Wow, imagine that! Crazy!)
I don't care if you don't like my shit

Drivin' in the range
Diamonds jumpin' House Of Pain
Women know my name
Shawty back up off the paint
Rockin' Alexander Wang
$30,000 dollar shades just to keep in the case
Don't look good on my face
But you do, using these bitches like voodoo
You know that I'm better than, better than, your dude
Story of a king
Life of a boss
Lord of the rings

Going hard in the paint
Going hard in the ring
I'm a young man
With a lot more to bring

I don't care if you don't like my shit
(Sing it, louder!)
I don't care if you don't like my shit

(Woo! I really don't, I swear)