Flexing on Purpose lyrics

[Intro: Ralo, Lil Uzi Vert, 21 Savage & Young Thug]
I got Lil Uzi on the track
Ayy, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi
21 Savage, where you at?
21, 21, 21
Ayy, slime
Hahaha
Fam Goon sh*t (Ayy)
Fam Goon sh*t (Ayy)
Fam Goon sh*t (Ayy)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Um, yeah, I'm flexin' on purpose, ayy
That b*tch, she get on my nerves, ayy
I move that work like the first, ayy
Jump in a foreign, I skrrt, yeah
I'm flexin' on purpose, ayy
That b*tch, she get on my nerves, ayy
I move that work like the first, ayy
Jump in a foreign, I skrrt, yeah
I do not need that little ho, ayy
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, ayy
Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah
di*k in her throat, now she burp, yeah
You know your b*tch is my ho, ayy
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, ayy
You know your b*tch is my ho, ayy
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, ayy
[Verse 1: Ralo]
I cannot ever be celibate
I cop more shots than the president
I got some sh*t they can never get
I been some places they never been
I asked 'em never compare me to rappers
I don't need the hassle, you know I'm a trapper
You what I'm after, you know I'ma get it
They said I couldn't but n*gga I did it
Do you remember them callin' me trash?
Now I got trash bags of cash
I done got over more bumps than the rash
I can put all of these n*ggas on blast
I might not never get signed
I won't drop a dime that ain't on my kind
Tell 'em that I'm never retirin'
That sh*t is declined, I am on my grind
I got your b*tch, she said that I'm better
She want me to settle
You bought her some shoes
She not Cinderella, you gotta do better
That pus*y be raining, I bring the umbrella
I kept it 100 since we been together
She know I'm the realest, you ain't gotta tell her
I'm flexin' on purpose, you n*ggas is jealous
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose
Aye, that b*tch, she get on my nerves
Aye, I move that work like the first
Aye, jump in a foreign, I skrt, yeah
I'm flexin' on purpose, aye
Aye, that b*tch, she get on my nerves
Aye, I move that work like the first
Aye, jump in a foreign, I skrt, yeah
I do not need that little ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye
Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah
di*k in her throat, now she burp, yeah
You know your b*tch is my ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye
You know your b*tch is my ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
b*tch dab, dab
I'm on Miley Ave
Pull up in a cab (skrrt)
Stop in the plug for a slab
But not while the dope in the lab
I f*ck me a b*tch in the cab
I'm drinkin' on lean and my crown
I put ice on all of my styles, yeah
Donovan money McNabb
Like the Joker I laugh
Big old mink like a lamb
Jaden and Willow, I am
Hold up, ho-ho-ho, hold up
Geeked up motor and cam
Ice on water like damn
So forever with some grams
I'm a different little species
I know they wanna be me
I want green like a kiwi
Great ménage, shout out Beanie
Clip the water like genies
And my lawyers gon' free me
f*ck her out that bikini
Ho don't say it unless you mean me
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose
Aye, that b*tch, she get on my nerves
Aye, I move that work like the first
Aye, jump in a foreign, I skrt, yeah
I'm flexin' on purpose, aye
Aye, that b*tch, she get on my nerves
Aye, I move that work like the first
Aye, jump in a foreign, I skrt, yeah
I do not need that little ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye
Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah
di*k in her throat, now she burp, yeah
You know your b*tch is my ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye
You know your b*tch is my ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye

[Verse 3: 21 Savage]
Kick that little b*tch to the curb
Treat that little b*tch like a bird
Little b*tch you know I'm about action
Little b*tch you know I'm a verb
I chase after bands and I tackle
I hang around American gangster
Wright Street had me shackled
They caught me with green, now they call me a Packer
Forgi's on the 'Vette, stagger
In my face I got a dagger
I catch your b*tch and I'ma bag her
Get that mouth and bend her backwards
Get that mouth and then it's over
I grab that fork and beat the soda
I want money like I'm HOVA (Jay Z!)
VVS's cause they colder
VVS's cause they colder
Please don't try to race cause you gon' blow your motor
Made a million off of f*ckin' Motorola
Tryna make a million n*gga, beat the bowl up
Diamonds sick, n*gga, like they got Ebola
Me and Ralo ball like Stephen, Kyle Korver
Tryna get a hundred pounds across the border
Fam Goon n*gga, don’t get slaughtered

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose
Aye, that b*tch, she get on my nerves
Aye, I move that work like the first
Aye, jump in a foreign, I skrt, yeah
I'm flexin' on purpose, aye
Aye, that b*tch, she get on my nerves
Aye, I move that work like the first
Aye, jump in a foreign, I skrt, yeah
I do not need that little ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye
Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah
di*k in her throat, now she burp, yeah
You know your b*tch is my ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye
You know your b*tch is my ho, aye
Kick that lil' b*tch to the curb, aye

[Outro: Ralo + (Lil Uzi Vert) + 21 Savage]
Fam Goon sh*t (yeah)
Fam Goon sh*t (yeah)
Fam Goon sh*t (yeah)
Fam Goon sh*t
Fam Goon, n*gga don't get slaughtered