Ricky Racks - Flexing On Purpose lyrics

[Intro: Ralo + (Lil Uzi Vert), 21 Savage & Young Thug] I got Lil Uzi on the track (Aye, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi) 21 Savage where you at? 21, 21, 21 Aye slime! Hahaha Fam Goon sh** (aye), Fam Goon sh** (aye), Fam Goon sh** (aye) [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose Aye, that b**h, 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**h, 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**h to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye [Verse 1: Ralo] I cannot ever be celibate I cop more shots than the president I got some sh** they can never get I been some places they never been I asked 'em never compare me to rappers I don't need the ha**le, you know I'm a trapper You what I'm after, you know I'ma get it They said I couldn't but n***a 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***as 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** is declined, I am on my grind I got your b**h, she said that I'm better She want me to settle You bought her some shoes She not Cinderella, you gotta do better That p**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***as is jealous [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose Aye, that b**h, 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**h, 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**h to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye [Verse 2: Young Thug] b**h 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** me a b**h 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 Jade 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** her out that bikini Ho don't say it unless you mean me [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose Aye, that b**h, 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**h, 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**h to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye [Verse 3: 21 Savage] Kick that little b**h to the curb Treat that little b**h like a bird Little b**h you know I'm about action Little b**h 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**h 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**in' Motorola Tryna make a million n***a, beat the bowl up Diamonds sick, n***a, like they got Ebola Me and Ralo ball like Stephen, Kyle Korver Tryna get a hundred pounds across the border Fam Goon n***a, don't get slaughtered [Hook: Lil Uzi Vert] Uhm, ya, I'm flexin' on purpose Aye, that b**h, 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**h, 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**h to the curb, aye Look at my chain, it like snow, yeah Dick in her throat, now she burp, yeah You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye You know your b**h is my ho, aye Kick that lil' b**h to the curb, aye [Outro: Ralo + (Lil Uzi Vert) + 21 Savage] Fam Goon sh** (yeah) Fam Goon sh** (yeah) Fam Goon sh** (yeah) Fam Goon sh** Fam Goon, n***a don't get slaughtered