Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flexing on Purpose, artist - Ralo. Date of issue: 01.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Flexing on Purpose |
| I got Lil Uzi on the track |
| Ayy, Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi |
| 21 Savage, where you at? |
| Ayy, slime |
| Hahaha |
| Fam Goon shit (Ayy) |
| Fam Goon shit (Ayy) |
| Fam Goon shit (Ayy) |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| Fam Goon shit (yeah) |
| Fam Goon shit (yeah) |
| Fam Goon shit (yeah) |
| Fam Goon shit |
| Fam Goon, nigga don’t get slaughtered |