Keanu Reeves – Cal Scruby

Can I flex? Can I flex?
Can I flex? Yeah

Ain’t dissin’ nobody, ain’t dissin’ nobody
This is just something I say I was drunk off the Julio
I was on text with a groupie, yo
I told her come through the studio
I would never take her home, though
She Latina, she go loco
In my city, she a 10, yeah
Out in L.A., she a ocho
Any lower, that’s a no-go
She a 7, that’s a so-so
I record it on my iPhone
I go watch it back in slo-mo
I’m off the speed like Keanu Reeves
I got the Addy, take two of these
I might just pull up and shoot the three
If she doesn’t know me, that’s new to me

Can I flex?
Can I flex? Can I flex? Can I flex?
Can I flex? Can I?

I call that truth, you call that arrogance
Stop all that making comparisons
Stop all that shit, that’s embarrassin’
Don’t make me stop at a Bank of America
I got that broccoli asparagus
They let me smoke on the terraces
I popped a E as I pulled up to Terrance’s
Boy, that’s some player shit, you still at home at your parents’
I will not take a day off
‘Til I get that ‘Rari like Ferris’s
Lately I been going crazy
I need to talk to a therapist
I do not walk with the weapon
But I know that Sunny gon’ carry his
Whenever he ride and I gotta remind him don’t walk through security clearances
Tarik just got off the phone and it’s all ’cause he talkin’ in Arabic
We could just fly to Dubai and get by on like fifty appearances
I heard you talkin’ that shit that’s on mine and I think that’s hilarious
These girls say they not into sharing shit
But I bet they down to experiment

Yeah, did I flex?
Did I flex? Was that flexing? Did I flex?
Yeah, did I flex?
Was that flexing?