Flexing on Purpose

[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 shit (Ayy) Fam Goon shit (Ayy) Fam Goon shit (Ayy) [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Um, yeah, I'm flexin' on purpose, ayy That bitch, 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 bitch, 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' bitch to the curb, ayy Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your bitch is my ho, ayy Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, ayy You know your bitch is my ho, ayy Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, ayy [Verse 1: Ralo] I cannot ever be celibate I cop more shots than the president I got some shit 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 nigga 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 niggas 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 shit is declined, I am on my grind I got your bitch, she said that I'm better She want me to settle You bought her some shoes She not Cinderella, you gotta do better That pussy 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 niggas is jealous [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose Aye, that bitch, 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 bitch, 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' bitch to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your bitch is my ho, aye Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, aye You know your bitch is my ho, aye Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, aye [Verse 2: Young Thug] Bitch 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 fuck me a bitch 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 Fuck 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 bitch, 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 bitch, 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' bitch to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your bitch is my ho, aye Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, aye You know your bitch is my ho, aye Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, aye [Verse 3: 21 Savage] Kick that little bitch to the curb Treat that little bitch like a bird Little bitch you know I'm about action Little bitch 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 bitch 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 fuckin' Motorola Tryna make a million nigga, beat the bowl up Diamonds sick, nigga, like they got Ebola Me and Ralo ball like Stephen, Kyle Korver Tryna get a hundred pounds across the border Fam Goon nigga, don’t get slaughtered [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert] Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose Aye, that bitch, 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 bitch, 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' bitch to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your bitch is my ho, aye Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, aye You know your bitch is my ho, aye Kick that lil' bitch to the curb, aye [Outro: Ralo + (Lil Uzi Vert) + 21 Savage] Fam Goon shit (yeah) Fam Goon shit (yeah) Fam Goon shit (yeah) Fam Goon shit Fam Goon, nigga don't get slaughtered