Rich Flex
Drake Lyrics


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Go buy a zip of weed, hit the club
Pay for 'bout ten niggas to get in, we crunk, lit, in this bitch, yeah
Know we walk around the world
Steppin', not givin' a damn 'bout where our feet land at, yeah
Get your ass mushed, smooshed (6ix)
Yeah, 21, the biggest
Put a nigga in the chicken wing, pussy
21, can you do somethin' for me? (21)
Can you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (21)
And 21, can you do somethin' for me? (21, 21)
Drop some bars to my pussy ex for me
Then 21 (21), can you do somethin' for me? (Yeah)
Can you talk to the opps necks for me? (Okay)
21, do your thing 21, do your thing (21)
Do your thing, 21, do your thing

Yellow diamonds in the watch, this shit cost a lot
Never send a bitch your dot, that's how you get shot
I DM in Vanish Mode, I do that shit a lot
Took her panties off and this bitch thicker than the plot
All my exes ain't nothin', them hoes busted
If my opps ain't rappin', they ass duckin'
You ain't ready to pull the trigger, don't clutch it
I know you on your period, baby, can you suck it?
I'm a savage (21)
Smack her booty in Magic (21, 21)
I'll slap a pussy nigga with the ratchet (pussy)
I might slap a tracker on his whip and get the addy (pussy)
Don't call me on Christmas Eve, bitch, call your daddy (21)
Bitch, call your uncle (21), bitch, don't call me (21)
Always in my ear, your ho a flea (fuck)
Why my opps be postin' guns and only use they feet? (21)
Paid like an athlete, I got-

All you hoes, all of you hoes need to remember who y'all talkin' to
It's a Slaughter Gang CEO
I got dick for you if I'm not workin', girl
If I'm busy, then fuck no
You need to find you someone else to call
When your bank account get low, you need to find you someone-

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
Ayy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit, ayy

Sticks and stones, chrome on chrome
That's just what a nigga on
Internet clones, got 'em kissin' through the phone
Pussies cliquin' up so they don't feel alone, ayy
Nan' nigga seein' me, I'm Young Money CMB
I used to roll with CMG, the house is not a BNB
The bad bitches waitin' on a nigga like I'm PND
I'm steady pushin' P, you niggas pushin' PTSD
I told her ass to kiss me in the club, fuck a TMZ
I used to want a GMC, when Woe was doin' B&E
We revvin' up and goin' on a run like we DMC
I layup with her for a couple days, then its BRB
You rappers love askin' if I fucked, when you know we did
When you know we did
She came in heels but she left out on her cozy shit
Ayy, I'm livin' every twenty-four like Kobe did
Shoutout to the 6ix, R.I.P to 8
Swear this shit is gettin' ate, I'm on ten for the cake
Get a lot of love from twelve, but I don't reciprocate
Fifty-one division stay patrollin' when it's late
21 my addy, so the knife is on the gate
All the dawgs eatin' off a Baccarat plate
Niggas see Drake and they underestimate
Take it from a vet', that's a rookie ass mistake, ayy

Ah, what, what
Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
Ayy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
Ayy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
On God




Boy, look, you the motherfuckin' man, boy, you, ooh
You is the man, you hear me?

Overall Meaning

The song "Rich Flex" by Drake and 21 Savage is an anthem to their lifestyle, filled with money, power, and a disregard for the consequences of their actions. The first verse talks about buying weed and paying for their friends to get into the club, with a sense of carefree enjoyment permeating the lyrics. The chorus asks 21 Savage to flex his wealth and bragging rights by dropping bars on Drake's "pussy ex." The second verse is filled with sexually explicit lyrics, with Drake boasting about his yellow diamond watch and never sending photos of his location to anyone but his close friends. He calls out his exes and his rivals, saying they're no match for him, emphasizing his savage attitude towards life. The final verse is a mix of references to his collaborations with other artists, with mentions of the 6ix and PND along with a tribute to Kobe Bryant, a nod to the rapper's connections and influence in the music industry.


Overall, the song is a celebration of Drake and 21 Savage's status as successful and renowned rappers. The lyrics seek to elevate their image as wealthy and powerful men who are unapologetic in their lifestyles and behavior. The song's title emphasizes their wealth and success, with "rich flex" implying a show-off of their physical assets and accomplishments.


Line by Line Meaning

Go buy a zip of weed, hit the club
Let's buy some marijuana and go party at the club.


Pay for 'bout ten niggas to get in, we crunk, lit, in this bitch, yeah
I'm paying for 10 of my friends to get into the club and we're going to have a great time.


Know we walk around the world
We're confident and stride through the world with purpose.


Steppin', not givin a damn 'bout where our feet land at, yeah
We walk without caring where our feet land, we're in control.


Get your ass mushed, smooshed (6ix)
If you don't watch yourself, you might get mushed or smooshed by my crew member, 6ix.


21, the biggest
21 Savage is a big deal in the music industry.


Put a nigga in the chicken wing, pussy
If we need to, we'll put someone in a wrestling move called the chicken wing and dominate them.


21, can you do somethin' for me? (21)
21 Savage, can you help me out with something?


Can you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (21)
Can you do a rich flex, showing off a bit of our wealth, for me?


Drop some bars to my pussy ex for me
Can you diss my ex-girlfriend for me in your music?


Then 21 (21), can you do somethin' for me? (Yeah)
After that, 21 Savage, can you do another favor for me?


Can you talk to the opps necks for me? (Okay)
Can you threaten my enemies for me?


21, do your thing 21, do your thing (21)
21 Savage, go ahead and do your thing, you're good at it.


Yellow diamonds in the watch, this shit cost a lot
My watch is decorated with yellow diamonds and was very expensive.


Never send a bitch your dot, that's how you get shot
Don't ever reveal where you live, especially to people you don't trust, it's dangerous.


I DM in Vanish Mode, I do that shit a lot
I send people messages on social media that disappear quickly, I do it often.


Took her panties off and this bitch thicker than the plot
When we had sex, I realized that her body was really thick and curvaceous.


All my exes ain't nothin', them hoes busted
All of my former girlfriends were terrible and unattractive.


If my opps ain't rappin', they ass duckin'
If my enemies aren't making music, they're hiding or scared of me.


You ain't ready to pull the trigger, don't clutch it
If you're not capable of using a gun, then don't try to carry one around.


I know you on your period, baby, can you suck it?
I know you're having your menstrual cycle, can you still perform oral sex on me?


I'm a savage (21)
I'm ruthless and unapologetic, like my collaborator 21 Savage.


Smack her booty in Magic (21, 21)
I might grab and slap a woman's butt at the Magic City strip club, as is common behavior there.


I'll slap a pussy nigga with the ratchet (pussy)
If I encounter a weak, cowardly man, I might slap him with my firearm.


I might slap a tracker on his whip and get the addy (pussy)
I might put a GPS tracker on his car to find out where he lives.


Don't call me on Christmas Eve, bitch, call your daddy (21)
Don't bother me on Christmas Eve, go call your father instead as I'm not interested.


Bitch, call your uncle (21), bitch, don't call me (21)
If you need help or advice, don't come to me, go to someone else in your family.


Always in my ear, your ho a flea (fuck)
Your female companion is always nagging me and is bothersome like a flea.


Why my opps be posting guns and only use they feet? (21)
Why do my enemies post pictures of firearms online but only use their feet to run away from me in person?


Paid like an athlete, I got-
I make a lot of money, just like a professional athlete.


All you hoes, all of you hoes need to remember who y'all talkin' to
All of you women need to be aware of who you're speaking to right now.


It's a Slaughter Gang CEO
I'm the CEO of a rap collective called Slaughter Gang.


I got dick for you if I'm not workin', girl
I'm willing to have sexual intercourse with you if I'm not busy.


If I'm busy, then fuck no
If I'm preoccupied, then I'm not interested in having sex with you.


You need to find you someone else to call
If you need someone to talk to, find another person instead of trying to contact me.


When your bank account get low, you need to find you someone-
When you're broke and running low on money, you should find someone else to help you make ends meet.


I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
I'm fully committed to my rap collective Slaughter Gang and the violent lifestyle that comes with it.


Sticks and stones, chrome on chrome
We use violence and firearms in our dealings with enemies.


That's just what a nigga on
This is just how I operate, it's part of my identity.


Internet clones, got 'em kissin' through the phone
People on the internet act like clones of each other, and form fake relationships over the phone.


Pussies cliquin' up so they don't feel alone, ayy
Cowards and weaklings band together so they don't feel lonely or vulnerable.


Nan' nigga seein' me, I'm Young Money CMB
No one can compete with me, I'm part of the successful Young Money Cash Money Billionaires label.


I used to roll with CMG, the house is not a BNB
I used to associate with a different rap collective (CMG), but now I have my own house (not an Airbnb).


The bad bitches waitin' on a nigga like I'm PND
Attractive women are always waiting to be with me, just like they do with the successful musician PartyNextDoor.


I'm steady pushin' P, you niggas pushin' PTSD
I'm always focused on promoting my music and maintaining my lifestyle, while other rappers are dealing with PTSD and personal struggles.


I told her ass to kiss me in the club, fuck a TMZ
I asked a woman to kiss me while we were in the club, and don't care if the gossip website TMZ reports on it.


I used to want a GMC, when Woe was doin' BNE
I used to want a particular type of car (GMC) when a different rap artist (Woe) was active in his own music collective (BNE).


We revvin' up and goin' on a run like we DMC
We're getting motivated and going on a musical run, like the legendary hip hop group Run-DMC.


I layup with her for a couple days, then its BRB
I spend a few days with a woman, then abruptly disappear and 'be right back' later on.


You rappers love askin' if I fucked, when you know we did
Other rappers always ask me if I've slept with a certain woman, when they already know the answer is yes.


She came in heels but she left out on her cozy shit
She arrived wearing high heels, but left my house wearing more comfortable clothing.


Ayy, I'm livin' every twenty-four like Kobe did
I'm living every day to the fullest, like the late basketball player Kobe Bryant.


Shoutout to the 6ix, R.I.P to 8
A nod of recognition to my home city of Toronto, and a reference to the late rapper Jimmy Wopo (pronounced 'swopo'), who was killed at age 21.


Swear this shit is gettin' ate, I'm on ten for the cake
I'm highly motivated to succeed and make money in the rap industry.


Get a lot of love from twelve, but I don't reciprocate
I receive a lot of attention from police officers (referred to as '12' by some), but I don't have any love for them in return.


Fifty-one division stay patrollin' when it's late
The police in the 51st Division of the Toronto Police Service are always patrolling the city during late hours.


21 my addy, so the knife is on the gate
21 Savage knows where I live, so I always make sure my house is well protected against unwanted visitors.


All the dawgs eatin' off a Baccarat plate
All of my friends are eating luxurious meals off of fancy plates made by the Baccarat brand.


Niggas see Drake and they underestimate
Other rappers often underestimate my talent and abilities.


Take it from a vet', that's a rookie ass mistake, ayy
Listen to me, an experienced veteran in the music industry, because making that kind of mistake is foolish and rookie-like.


Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
This is a reference to my rap collective Slaughter Gang and our aggressive, violent subject matter in our music.


On God
I swear and am being truthful.


Boy, look, you the motherfuckin' man, boy, you, ooh
You are the man, you're doing really well and should be proud of yourself.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aldrin Davis, Anderson Hernandez, Anthony Germaine White, Bobby Session, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Charles Bernstein, Clifford J. Harris, Gladys Hayes, Isaac De Boni, Jahmal Gwin, Megan J Pete, Michael Mule, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@marian8351

[Intro: 21 Savage & Young Nudy]
Go buy a zip of weed, hit the club
Pay for 'bout ten niggas to get in
We crunk, lit, in this bitch, yeah
Know we walk around the world
Steppin', not givin a damn 'bout where our feet land at, yeah
Get your ass mushed, smooshed (6ix)
Yeah, 21, the biggest
Put a nigga in the chicken wing, pussy

[Chorus: Drake & 21 Savage]
21, can you do somethin' for me? (21)
Can you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (21)
And 21, can you do somethin' for me? (21, 21)
Drop some bars to my pussy ex for me
Then 21 (21), can you do somethin' for me? (Yeah)
Can you talk to the opps necks for me? (Okay)
21, do your thing 21, do your thing (21)
Do your thing, 21, do your thing

[Verse: 21 Savage]
Yellow diamonds in the watch, this shit cost a lot
Never send a bitch your dot, that's how you get shot
I DM in Vanish Mode, I do that shit a lot
Took her panties off and this bitch thicker than the plot
All my exes ain't nothin', them hoes busted
If my opps ain't rappin', they ass duckin'
You ain't ready to pull the trigger, don't clutch it
I know you on your period baby, can you suck it?
I'm a savage (21)
Smack her booty in Magic (21, 21)
I'll slap a pussy nigga with a ratchet (Pussy)
I might slap a tracker on his whip and get the addy (Pussy)
Don't call me on Christmas Eve, bitch, call your daddy (21)
Bitch, call your uncle (21), bitch, don't call me (21)
Always in my ear, your ho a flea (Fuck)
Why my opps be posting guns and only use they feet? (21)
Paid like an athlete, I got—

[Segue: Drake]
All you hoes, all of you hoes need to remember who y'all talkin' to
It's a Slaughter Gang CEO
I got dick for you if I'm not workin', girl
If I'm busy then fuck no
You need to find you someone else to call
When your bank account get low, you need to find you someone—

[Part II]

[Intro: Drake]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'm on that Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
Ayy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit, ayy

[Verse: Drake]
Sticks and stones, chrome on chrome
That's just what a nigga on
Internet clones, got 'em kissin' through the phone
Pussies cliquin' up so they don't feel alone, ayy
Nan' nigga seein' me, I'm Young Money CMB
I used to roll with CMG, the house is not a BNB
The bad bitches waitin' on a nigga like I'm PND
I'm steady pushin' P, you niggas pushing PTSD
I told her ass to kiss me in the club, fuck a TMZ
I used to want a GMC, when Woe was doing B&E
We revvin' up and goin' on a run like we DMC
I layup with her for a couple days, then its BRB
You rappers love askin' if I fucked, when you know we did
When you know we did
She came in heels but she left out on her cozy shit
Ayy, I'm livin' every twenty-four like Kobe did
Shoutout to the 6ix, R.I.P to 8
Swear this shit is gettin' ate, I'm on ten for the cake
Get a lot of love from twelve, but I don't reciprocate
Fifty-one division stay patrollin' when it's late
21 my addy, so the knife is on the gate
All the dawgs eatin' off a Baccarat plate
Niggas see Drake and they underestimate
Take it from a vet', that's a rookie ass mistake, ayy

[Outro: Drake & Young Nudy]
Ah, what, what
Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
Ayy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
Ayy, Slaughter Gang shit, ayy, murder gang shit
On God
Boy, look, you the motherfuckin' man, boy, you, ooh
You is the man, you hear me?



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@aaronlikin3094

We can all agree 21 did his thang 🤣

@shanarrdallas2857

😩

@ShadowYurei

No he tf did not

@ThatWannabeLawyer

@@ShadowYurei damn right brother

@ShadowYurei

@@ThatWannabeLawyer yo God himself replied to me

@starcherry6814

Nope
Drake said drop some bars, he made a nurse rhyme 🤣

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Drake was shaking his ass in the studio on this one

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