[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Goddamn, a hundred thousand)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(20Rocket on the beat so it gon' knock)
Yeah, n***a
Yeah
Yeah
I'm flexin' on purpose (Yeah)
I'm flexin' on purpose (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm flexin' on purpose (Know I'm flexin')
I'm flexin' on purpose (Know I'm flexin')
I know they wanna murder me (Wanna murder me)
I know they wanna murder me (Wanna murder me)
I got shooters that protect that money (I got shooters)
I got shooters that protect the money (I got shooters)
I'ma die about this shit, n***a, yeah (I'ma die)
I'ma die about this shit, n***a, yeah (I'ma die)

[Verse 1]
I got shooters, shootin', shootin' somethin' (Shootin', shootin')
Yeah, they shootin', shootin', shootin', shootin', shootin' somethin' (They shootin')
Got the stick, that stick, that Draco, Draco, shoot off nothin' (Uh-huh, yeah)
Hundred rounds, hundred rounds blow that block down (Yeah)
Hundred rounds, hundred rounds, blow his block down (Yeah)
N***a eyein' like they knew 'em, send him out stretched (No cap)
N***a, I am the truth, better act right (No cap)
N***a, I got my mothafuckin' sack right (Yeah)
In the mothafuckin' coupe, don't know how to act right (Yeah)
Drop the top on that roof, damn, that's right (Yeah)
And a bad bitch passenger seat, that's right (Damn)
And she suck me up while a n***a take flight (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm flexin' on purpose (Okay)
I'm flexin' on purpose (Okay)
I know they wanna murder me (They wanna what?)
I know they wanna murder me (I know they do)
I got shooters that protect that money (I got them shooters)
I got shooters that protect the money (I got them shooters)
I'ma die about this shit, n***a, yeah (Yeah, I'ma die)
I'ma die about this shit, n***a

[Verse 2]
Hit the gas, hit the metal
I won't pass on the metal (I won't)
And you know I got that gun
And that bitch that heavy metal
And you know I keep my favorite, yeah, it's a Glizzy (it's a Glizzy), yeah
Glizzy, Glizzy with extension, yeah
Bullshit, you know I'm with it (With it), yeah
Kill shit, no feelings, yeah
Big dawg on a mission (That money)
On the grind, tryna shine (Yeah)
Like a star, it's so far (Yeah), in the roof in the car
In the bed, suck my balls, yeah, yeah
I got racks in the safe and this shit put away
Just in case a rainy day, yeah, yeah
Okay
[Chorus]
I'm flexin' on purpose (Okay)
I'm flexin' on purpose (Okay)
I know they wanna murder me (They wanna what?)
I know they wanna murder me (I know they do)
I got shooters that protect that money (I got them shooters)
I got shooters that protect the money (I got them shooters)
I'ma die about this shit, n***a, yeah (Yeah, I'ma die)
I'ma die about this shit, n***a (Yeah, I'ma die)