letra de flexing on purpose - ralo
[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-t, fam goon sh-t, fam goon sh-t
[hook: 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
d-ck in her throat, now she burp
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 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 h-ssle, you know i’m a trapper
you what i’m after, you know i’ma get it
they said i couldn’t but n-gg- i did it
know you remember them callin’ me trash
now i got trash bags of cash
i done got over more b-mps than the rash
i can put all of these n-gg-s 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 p-ssy 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-gg-s is jealous
[hook: 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
d-ck in her throat, now she burp
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
stop in the plug for a slab
but not while there 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 meat like a lamb
jade and willow, i am
hold up, hold up
geeked up motor and cam
ice on water like d-mn
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
[hook: 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
d-ck in her throat, now she burp
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 verd
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 f-ckin’ beat the soda
i want money like i’m hova
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 a f-ckin’ motorola
tryna make a million n-gg-, beat the bowl up
diamonds sick, n-gg-, like they got ebola
my and ralo ball like stephen, kyle korver
tryna get a hundred pounds across the border
found goo, n-gg- daughter get slaughtered
[hook: 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
d-ck in her throat, now she burp
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)]
fam goon sh-t (yeah)
fam goon sh-t (yeah)
fam goon sh-t (yeah)
fam goon, n-gg- don’t get slaughtered
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