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It's J. R., homegirl Black. Uh, ayy. I be flexin' on God, on God. I be flexin' On God. I be flexin' On God. I be flexin' on Money talks, loud and can't Stop talkin'. You might say I'm fly, but I Say I'm hawkin'. Shot in the leg and quit Walkin'. Duck, three me, me make stuff talkin'. Like I'm outside of my house, got work. Think I'm outta place like a damn asphalt. Pick up with the racks, you know, know, know. Flex on a brother like Bruce. I be God. I be flexin' On God. Ayy, ayy. I on God. be flexin' On God. Yeah. It's J. R., baby. Uh, Ayy. I Be flexin' On God, On God. Be flexin' on God. I be flexin' on God. I be flexin' On God