​no flex!** lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, ahh, ahh
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Ooh
I pull up I'm flexin', you n*ggas is broke
I make all my money from music and clothes
He salty 'cause I can do what he don't
Yeah
I just copped a wood I stuff it with dope
I spark it I'm flyin', I'm ready to go
This gas got me feelin' like I'm 'bouta float
Ayy, that is not my hoe she wildin'
Uh, I think she need guidance
Uh, I be smokin' Sirens
Uh, you be smokin' silent
Uh, solo like an island
Uh, real n*ggas stay quiet
Uh, if he got a problem we riot
Uh, you know I can really get violent
Oh yah, oh yah
Yuh, I walk in this b*tch
Yuh, I walk in this b*tch
Yuh, you n*ggas is broke and quiet, my money talk in this b*tch
I might go off in this b*tch (Go off)
If I see opps in this b*tch (See opps)
n*gga do not try to test me, this katana comes out pretty quick
Ayy, I don't even move no bricks, I make my money doin' sh*t (Yuh)
If he say some stupid sh*t, I run up like I'm shootin' sh*t (Pow pow pow)
I might have some shooters b*tch, and one thing they don't do is miss
Find a hoe to cool it wit and make her buy me newer sh*t
[Outro]
Yah, yah, yah, yah
Skrt, skrt, skrt
Skrt, skrt, yah