Tink - Young, Flashy, & Cocky lyrics

[Hook: Matti Baybee] x2 I got money all in my pockets, takin off like rockets Pulled up in that 'rrari but I pulled off in that 'gatti This song so rockin' , main chick she jockin' I'm just young, flashy and co*ky, I'm just young, flashy and co*ky [Verse 1: Matti Baybee] First I'm startin, so abnormal flights, magic carpets Homie I'm the man, I'm the man no martin Target, you could be the target I'm tryna milk the game until I fill up a carton Homie I'm sparkin, baby I'm sparkin Yeah I got a army an you can meet the Spartans They done got me started Now I'm finna finish em All these rappers sweet yeah they sweet just like cinnamon I'm young an I'm getting it Young an I'm gifted And if homie disrespect we'll twist him just like licorice See my swag ridiculous, check my swag ridiculous If he ain't talkin benjamins, well homie I ain't interested Matti Baybee young legend I shine glitter I'd rather spend money on her that time with her And I pulled up in that 'rrari but I pulled off in that 'gatti Cause I'm young flashy and co*ky [Hook] x2 [Verse 2: Matti] Two for the money, one for the 'one time' I be knocking out these rappers with the punchline I swear I'm k**ing the game leave 'em all dead Going crazy, steady shining like a bald head Matti Baybee , homie I'm what everybody talking President, no squares in my oval office Murderers, everything I leave it in a coffin If he say that I ain't winning then obviously he lost it Cuz' I'm bossin', I'm bossin' the way I'm counting So much money piled up, it look like a mountain Throw that money in the air, watch those broke boys count it I need an accountant, don't know what the amount is Everyday I'm cashing, money steady stackin' Just in case you ask me, I'm just young and flashy Everyday I'm cashing, money steady stackin' Just in case you ask me, homie I'm young and flashy [Verse 3: Tink] Young, flashy, and he co*ky too Poppin bands, so I'm sweatin you I forgot the O, when he swerving through Got his bands up, you need a parachute To get close to it We don't leave tips , tell em keep the change and leave em filthy rich Got a big ole bank, so what you know about it And getting money is my only hobby Lot a people talking like my team ain't really eating We drop 30, then drop 40, like LeBron during his season Boy that's major That young boy about his paper Couple zeros on that check so I can't help but count these haters They multiplying Keep it on lock, no door knob More money then a couple dudes wit a job Stacking bread till I get me a loaf Heat up in the whip , you don't even need a coat Need a boat I'm piled up in it So official I should run for the senate Cause I'm young and I know how to get it And time is still money I can't even take a minute Off, foreign, gloss, it feels good to be your own boss I'm that chick, I feed my clique, and we count money till we get sick No vaccines cause it gets no better Keeps going like a four page letter Cause I'm young and co*ky Who gon' stop me? Keith Sweat, I tell em nobody [Hook] x2