Lyrics of 'Flaunt It/Cheap' by Rae Sremmurd

I don't need help to swerve the new coupe
This deal I closed, it serves a new suite
New two-tone Rollie, watch it times two
A few shot glasses, pulled up on Boo (Ear Drummers)
New Mary jeans, Designer socks too
I got the swag flu, this a haiku
I'm somethin' like you, might drink and drive too
Worked nine-to-fives when I was in high school
Up late nights, I'm workin' my move
Just left Ashley house, around noon
Now I'm at Ciara house, she in the mood (What up, J-Bo?)
I probably got a sextape comin' soon
These shoes here don't come out till June
Thank me, not an average dude
Bentley, with one girl, I got a few
Penthouse suite, yeah, it got a pool
I can keep goin', if I got to
This my pick, I'll crop you
Married to the game, said my "I do's"
Got a window seat, like Erykah Badu

If you ain't got it, then you can't flaunt it
Pull up, Lamborghini, S on it
(Pull up, Lamborghini, S on it)
(If you ain't got it, then you can't flaunt it)
Let the roof down, I'm blowin' exotic
Party girls be gettin' it started
(Let the roof down, I'm blowin' exotic)
(Party girls be gettin' it started)

Fill my cup, till I'm lethargic (Hey)
Might not make it home till morning (Yeah)
Pockets fat, yeah, Samoan (Hey)
Next-door neighbors think I'm annoying (Hey)
On the side, nigga, I never get lonely (Yeah)
Shorty call me whenever she get horny (Yeah)
In the mornin', and I got her moanin' (Hey)
She a free girl and I'm recordin'
Haha, is Swae your real brother?

Uh, yeah

Bought, bought, bought, bought the club, she comin' home with me
That top wasn't worth a dub (Like this), you must be kiddin' me
Well, what's up with the ones? This bitch deserve some twenties
I nearly spent a dozen, she hate a nigga, that's cheap

I know why she choke (Choke), reachin' for this gas, I smoke (Smoke)
Hit her from the gas, she poke-poke (Yeah), hit her with the wood, like oak (Oak)
Ayy, I know why she so (So), get down, hit it on the floor (Floor)
Sit down, sir, racks too low, sit down, sit down, back too small
My wrist colorful (Colorful), your—, gullible (Gullible)
Can't wife none of them (No), say her head game wonderful
I bought you bottles, bitch (Bottles), you don't owe me pussy
Keep on, keep on poppin' it (Poppin' it), you know I'm lookin' (Ayy)
She came here just to fuck, she came and took it (Took it)
Uh, she say she wanna fly out, I'm supposed to book it (Book it)
Must have seen that Cullinan, cash make her, fall in love
Broke, woah, broke hoes, we be dodgin' 'em (Woah)
This fuckin' bad bitch never gave a fuck

Bought, bought, bought, bought the club, she comin' home with me
That top wasn't worth a dub (Like this), you must be kiddin' me
Well, what's up with the ones? This bitch deserve some twenties
I nearly spent a dozen, she hate a nigga, that's cheap (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Let me know if you tryna have fun (Have fun)
In the club, I got twenty-thousand ones (Thousand ones)
Yeah, I could pay your rent with a tip (With a tip)
But that pussy gotta pop off the rip (Off the rip)
Scumbag, bustin' out the zip (Goddamn)
Rubberband Man, like T.I.P. (Like TIP)
Shorty throw it back and I grab her by the hips (Yeah)
Shorty throw it back and I grab by the hips
Make it clap like an AK, ayy (Ayy, ayy)
I need the baddest bitch to the main stage (Main stage)
These girls ain't tryna be, hey (No, sir)
Shorty want the whole team she brave
My drop sit up on dubs, spend money, like it don't mean nothin'
Swipe cards, till the ATM broken, can't play, you ain't got no token

Bought, bought, bought, bought the club, she comin' home with me
That top wasn't worth a dub (Like this), you must be kiddin' me
Well, what's up with the ones? This bitch deserve some twenties
I nearly spent a dozen, she hate a nigga, that's cheap