Flex
C-Bo Lyrics


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I'm flexin', I'm flexin'
I'm chillin' in our sessions
I'm in my private section, gettin' head and I'm textin'
I'm flexin', I'm flexin'
What she know 'bout flexin'?
Might pull up to the Weston and have your girl undressin'

I've this ice on me but my heart cold
I'm a real nigga, bitch, check my bar code
In the strip club, prolly at the Blue Fline
Scratches on the whip, bitch a Mini coupe thang

Okay I stepped up from the scene super clean
Got a 50 in my jeans, screamin' money ain't a thing
A vilt full of bottles, got some models and some beans
Man I'm just a young, checked up in the club ballin', 'cause my stacks' up

Okay I'm standing on the bar and all these bitches starin'
And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren
What we sayin'? Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex

She want a nigga that can flex and her man can't do it
Man, I bought a half a pound then we ran straight through it
What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

Okay all I know it flexes you
Some different check you more
Shorty suck my dick, can't hit the weed, I need an extra blunt
Spare tire in the trunk, ride with an extra shot
Spent your rent money at that Benihana restaurant
Gucci low, Polo, diamond dancing go go
Whole squad flexin' like that Arm and Hammer logo
Karate kickin', dojo
Paparazzi photo
Aggravated flexin', got these niggas playin' Nolo
We against bein' broke
Dirt Gang protest
We gon' stand harder than the mu'fuckin Bowflex
On this shit period, Kotex
Waterfall money in the club, got your hoe wet (D-Bo!)

Okay I'm standing on the bar and all these bitches starin'
And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren
What we sayin'? Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex

She want a nigga that can flex and her man can't do it
Man, I bought a half a pound then we ran straight through it
What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

Came to the club, seven chains, doin' too much
Black, white 'rari fame, Waka Flocka flexed up
Ah dog, valet smoking cush, boy I'm fucked up
Two clouds for my haters, throw your cups up
White Remy Martin but we buy by the case long
Smoke back to back 'til our motherfuckin' eyes closed
Paparazzi follow us everywhere we go
He know, she know, I'll be flexin', nigga
All this Remy Martin, I might mix it with some Rosay
Heavy rotation on the radio, you get no play
Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball, ball go and get it, nigga
You dream about it, I live it nigga
Flex!

Okay I'm standing on the bar and all these bitches starin'
And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren
What we sayin'? Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex

She want a nigga that can flex and her man can't do it




Man, I bought a half a pound then we ran straight through it
What we doin'? Flex flex flex flex flex flex flex

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of C-Bo's song "Flex" depict a lifestyle of extravagance and indulgence. The artist is stating that he is in a position of power and wealth, and he is not afraid to flaunt it. He talks about how he is chilling in his private section, receiving head and texting, while also flexing his wealth and status. C-Bo describes himself as someone who is tough and unfeeling, with a stone-cold heart, but he still is an elite playboy, living a life of luxury and excess. He uses the lyrics to convey his superior status and prowess, displaying a sense of grandeur.


The repetitive chorus, β€œFlex, flex, flex,” speaks to the idea that C-Bo is unashamed to flaunt his status and also implies that he wants everyone to know how much better he is than others who do not possess his wealth and power. The lyrics describe the desire to be seen in a position of power and respect, a need to show off to the world. The song also features references to drugs and strip clubs, which are common themes in hip hop.


Overall, the song's lyrics promote the idea of wealth as a status symbol, glamorizing a lifestyle of excess that is often associated with rappers in the hip hop genre. The message seems to be, β€œthe more you spend, the better you are.”


Line by Line Meaning

I'm flexin', I'm flexin'
I'm showing off and flaunting my wealth


I'm chillin' in our sessions
I'm relaxing in private


I'm in my private section, gettin' head and I'm textin'
I'm receiving oral sex in my private area while using my phone


What she know 'bout flexin'?
Does she understand the concept of showing off?


Might pull up to the Weston and have your girl undressin'
I might arrive at the Weston hotel and have your girlfriend strip down


I've this ice on me but my heart cold
I may have diamond jewelry, but I'm emotionally detached


I'm a real nigga, bitch, check my bar code
I'm an authentic person, verify it through my barcode


In the strip club, prolly at the Blue Fline
I'm most likely in the Blue Fline strip club


Scratches on the whip, bitch a Mini coupe thang
My car has scratches and is a Mini Cooper


Okay I stepped up from the scene super clean
I've progressed in life and look very nice


Got a 50 in my jeans, screamin' money ain't a thing
I have $50 in my pocket and I'm declaring that money isn't a problem


A vilt full of bottles, got some models and some beans
I have a shelf filled with liquor bottles and some attractive women and drugs


Man I'm just a young, checked up in the club ballin', 'cause my stacks' up
I'm a young person who came to the club to flex and show off my wealth


Okay I'm standing on the bar and all these bitches starin'
I am standing on the bar while all the women in the club stare at me


And my chain costs a Ferrari and my wrist costs a McLaren
The cost of my necklace is equivalent to the cost of a Ferrari, and the cost of my watch is equivalent to the cost of a McLaren car


She want a nigga that can flex and her man can't do it
She wants a man who can show off and display wealth, which her current partner can't do


Man, I bought a half a pound then we ran straight through it
I purchased a large amount of marijuana and quickly finished it


Okay all I know it flexes you
All I know is that showing off and displaying wealth impresses you


Some different check you more
Displaying different types of wealth will impress you more


Shorty suck my dick, can't hit the weed, I need an extra blunt
A woman performed oral sex on me, but I can't smoke weed and require another blunt


Spare tire in the trunk, ride with an extra shot
I have a spare tire in my car trunk and an extra firearm in the vehicle


Spent your rent money at that Benihana restaurant
I spent your money reserved for rent at the Benihana restaurant


Gucci low, Polo, diamond dancing go go
I'm wearing Gucci and Polo clothing accompanied by flashy diamond jewelry


Whole squad flexin' like that Arm and Hammer logo
My entire group is showing off and displaying wealth like the Arm and Hammer logo


Karate kickin', dojo
I'm doing karate moves or poses inside a dojo


Paparazzi photo
A photographer took a photo of me to be published in a magazine


Aggravated flexin', got these niggas playin' Nolo
Excessive showing off led to others withdrawing from the situation


We against bein' broke
We are committed to not being poor


Dirt Gang protest
My gang is advocating against dirt or poverty


We gon' stand harder than the mu'fuckin Bowflex
We will stand strongly and more resilient than the Bowflex machine


On this shit period, Kotex
We are unquestionably dedicated to this lifestyle


Waterfall money in the club, got your hoe wet (D-Bo!)
I'm throwing a large amount of money in the club, which excites your girlfriend and makes her wet. D-Bo is my nickname or tag.


Came to the club, seven chains, doin' too much
I entered the club wearing seven chains which might be considered too excessive


Black, white 'rari fame, Waka Flocka flexed up
Waka Flocka showed off his black and white Ferrari at the pinnacle of fame and showed off issues or wealth similarly.


Ah dog, valet smoking cush, boy I'm fucked up
Valet is smoking marijuana in my vehicle; boy, I'm heavily intoxicated


Two clouds for my haters, throw your cups up
I'm smoking marijuana and disrespecting or celebrating haters at the same time


White Remy Martin but we buy by the case long
We are purchasing high-end White Remy Martin cognac in bulk


Smoke back to back 'til our motherfuckin' eyes closed
We're smoking marijuana one after the other until our eyes close


Paparazzi follow us everywhere we go
Photographers follow us persistently wherever we go


Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball, ball go and get it, nigga
We have excess money to spend, and you should also try to acquire it


You dream about it, I live it nigga
You fantasize about our lifestyle and wealth, while I actually experience it




Lyrics Β© Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DEREZ LENERD, DONQUEZ WOODS, HAROLD DUNCAN, JOSHUA HOWARD LUELLEN, JUAQUIN MALPHURS, LAKEEM MATTOX, MARIO HAMILTON

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Comments from YouTube:

@rm-cosmicconsciousness

Cowboy Loc. Straight Legend. In my Top 5 EASY!! Always COMES hard, started listening back when No Limit was in the bay & did a track with Bo Loc. Been a loyal PAYING fan ever since!!

@Huero510

Real shiyt bra

@kalifiga3196

The Legend back at it again. Even the haters are watching. This hittin em right in the heart right now πŸ’―

@cheftino7074

This nigga is STILL tha shit!!! OGs coming back with that OLD-SCHOOL, GANGSTA, PLAYA, CALIFORNIA FLAVA that some of these youngstas can't touch. Slapper from The Baldhead Sactown Nutt!!!

@808unlimited3

i was walking around yesterday, and my reply to most questions was "FLEX" hahah Bo Nitty Servin Em.

@illscrill9

Real talk g

@illscrill9

This guys the real deal like the mufuckin truth

@TheONE-phx10

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@robertlauter25

can't even put into words how sick this flow get's served

@estebancartegena9904

that shit slap so hard Bo killing shit.

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