Lakeyah Danaee – Big FlexHer (ft. 42 Dugg) (Lyrics, Video)

Lakeyah Danaee unveils “Big FlexHer” featuring 42 Dugg. Watch the video, and read the lyrics to the song.

Lakeyah Danaee Big Flexher

It seems like all is well over at the Quality Control headquarters after Quavo posed with a big wad of cash at their studio. The label has continued to expand since the success of Culture with the additions of artists like Lil Baby and more. The latest signee to the label, Lakeyah Danaee, recently slid through with her latest single, “Big FlexHer” ft. 42 Dugg serving as a little teaser of what to expect from her official Quality Control debut. The pair delivered the single along with a flashy video that finds the pair stunting in front of a pair of all-white foreign sports cars. Danaee’s star power shines, revealing exactly what Pee saw in her while delivers a verse full of swag and charisma.

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Lyrics

I’m a big flexer, rich dresser
I just blew your ran on some montclair sweatshirts
Big stepper, louie V collector
She ain’t have enough then I’ma apply more pressure bitch

I already earned my stripes
These bitches ain’t no competition they ain’t believe in the hype
I just, dropped a bag on a few pair of off whites
Drip so hard got them calling for a fix on da pipe
And this shit light
I just got a thing for the flex
The bag stay around this bitch so I can fuck off a check
I feel like I’m up now fuck all that I’m next
A bitch gon’ really have to iron me to say that I’m pressed
And it’s my last time saying I’m a goat around this mothafucka
And in my eyes I’m the coldest ’round mothafucka
They got to pay me just to come back to the city
Who the fuck gassed they head? these bitches ain’t fucking with me
The way you bitches wave ride, I should charge you hoes
I’m forever with the shit and I can dog you hoes
Ever since I got a name it’s fuck all you hoes
‘Cause I apply the same hurt way I ball on hoes
‘Cause I can’t fight you hoes I spend whatever on nails
I got to fly back to the city just to link up with mail
Hop on the flight at 2, I’m in your city at 4
I done trapped the whole cali in a pair of diors
I done moved to the A just to triple my bag
You bitches fighting over dick, bitch you going out bad
Make bitches sicker then corona, got ’em rockin’ a mask
I said “a pussy hoe could neva” so I’m keepin’ ’em mad

I’m a big flexer, rich dresser
I just blew your ran on some montclair sweatshirts
Big stepper, louie V collector
She ain’t have enough then I’ma apply more pressure bitch

I’m a big stepper
Told you I ain’t into kissing
I just spent your [?] on some louie V slippin’
What bitch won’t suck dick [?]
A [?] for the bag that’s for the rats gettin’ weed
You know, 2020 when we riding in a bent
Still she gon’ [?], she get high [?] with me
I’m paying 2 for a pipe still
Hit it with no jimmy shout out [?] I know mike real turnt, turnt
40l chrome not the 60k of merch
She a bag flexer, know my bitch a lil extra
Take the AP and leave det cuban on ha dresser don’t forget these niggas paid

I’m a big flexer, rich dresser
I just blew your ran on some Montclair sweatshirts
Big stepper, Louie V collector
She ain’t have enough then I’ma apply more pressure bitch
I’m a big flexer, rich dresser
I just blew your ran on some Montclair sweatshirts
Big stepper, louie V collector
She ain’t have enough then I’ma apply more pressure bitch