Billy Marchiafava Summertime Flex Lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, why is everything I make so fucking fire?
You already know what the fuck goin' on...
Trash gang in this bitch
We comin' up, hoe

[Verse 1]
This that summer time flex (Ayy!)
Billy countin' checks (Billy!)
Chillin' witcho main thot, yeah she givin' neck (Ayy!)
Bitch don't disrespect
These diamonds cost yo' rent (Ice!)
I just stole yo' bitch and all I had to do is flex
Ayy, ooh, yeah
I just pulled up in a Bentley coup (skrrt!)
Diamonds electric like Pikachu (skrrt!)
Billy might go drop the fuckin' roof
Just so you know I can stunt on you (Ayy, ayy)

[Hook]
I got the formula
Count me a check then I run it up
And you know Billy be turning up
Sauce on my wrist I'm incredible

[Verse 2]
Now I got the money in the bag
Buying all this shit I've never had
Now I make more money than yo' dad
And I got yo' bitch calling me dad (what, what, damn)
I don't got no time for no hoe
Billy get the check then I'm ghost
Hey, and she said she like the way that I flow
She knows that I'm the goat
Summertime flex on yo' hoe


[Chorus]
Summertime flex
Summertime flex
I pulled up on yo' bitch with that summertime flex
Rolex on my wrist that's a summertime flex
My old bitch called me up that's a summertime ex

Summertime flex
Summertime flex
Diamonds on my neck that's a summertime flex
Billy cashin out that's a summertime check
Now I'm blowing up cuz I'm summertime next, ayy!