Rich Flex Lyrics

Look at me flexing

I'm-a 'bout to go HAM

Chilling in the backseat

Of a public tram

No need for taxi

That's an old guy thang

I'm-a make my exit sexy

Hop on some next shit

As sexy as I can

Paid my rent I was left with two hundreds

Yeah, yeah

Take it man

I don't want it

Rich people better off with your money

They know their way around economics

I'd just spend it on avocado toasts and lattes

Booze and parties

Give that poor rich guy a heart ache

Deny his right for desserts and entreés

And I say

I'll never work hard as a rich guy

1000 hours in a day

Yeah, that fits right

Snitch shit like six-nine

Make 'em mad

Make 'em talk

Make fucking hit, right

Joke about your dick size

What ever sells more is always better

Working hard with no effort

What so ever

You ain't shit if you on a certain level

Pyramid grows every time you pull a lever

Look at me flexing

I'm-a 'bout to go HAM

Chilling in the backseat

Of a public tram

No need for taxi

That's an old guy thang

I'm-a make my exit sexy

Hop on some next shit

As sexy as I can

Classism never died

Rich guide the poor to give 'em even more

With the system they couldn't even sign

It's all in design to keep people in line

Separate the masses with violence

Bootlickers hiding behind their silence

And they call us the sheep who needs guidance

Without seeing who's dick they do be riding

You say you're free

But you work for somebody

A working classist

Looking down the non-profits

Contributing non

Doing absolutely nothing

Blaming individuals

While the system is doing the fucking

You're closer to be poor than to be rich

Voting has never change any of this

When they lose money

You'll be taking their hits

The rich are grooming you to be their bitch

You have to produce more in every hour

Than you get paid

Otherwise this system doesn't work

So when you go home at the end of the work day

And you feel vaguely ripped off

It's because you are