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letra de no flex - tiny meat gang

[intro: cody ko]
man, i got tens of dollars in my pocket right now
no flex
we packin’ diamond pistols!

[verse 1: cody ko]
i don’t mean to flex, but i’ve been having s-x (uh-huh)
like once a week at least, or two, if my girl ain’t stressed
i don’t mean to brag (nah), but my bandwidth is fat (fat)
i got that hulu plus, b-tch, streamin’ with no ads (no ads)
i don’t pay the tab (nah), i’m drinkin’ whiskey neat (hard)
’cause i know the owner paul, he let me drink for free (the man)
i get my hair cut twice a month (twice), that’s my routine (yeah)
don’t mean to stunt, but it’s tough when my neck so clean

[verse 2: noel miller]
ayy, i’m speakin’ spanish to the valet (no flex)
he peeped my girl, she got that v-neck, out here showin’ breast
push an entry-level audi, my jeans is stressed (yuh)
my 9 to 5 keep me tied down like i’m possessed
i could buy out h&m (cash)
no interest on the lease, i’m controllin’ what i spend (smart)
give me 60 months and i’ma sign that sh-t again
money lookin’ nice, got me keepin’ up with trends

[chorus: cody ko & noel miller]
flex, not tryna flex
man, i’m holding half a stack, not tryna flex
flex, not tryna flex
take your b-tch to nordstrom rack, that’s not a flex
flex, not tryna flex
man, i’m holding half a stack, not tryna flex
flex, not tryna flex
take your b-tch to nordstrom rack, that’s not a flex

[verse 3: cody ko]
body count up in the double digits (eleven)
and when we hit the club, we grease some palms and we get in it (slip a five)
i pull up in a foreign whip, you hear my honda civic (vroom)
i pulled another foreign b-tch, i think she might be british (i got a text!)
pop the f-ckin’ champagne, sipping cook’s (pop)
and if i like her, i’ma poke her, go insane on the ‘book (haha)
i’m reckless on the ‘gram, i can’t be tamed, i’m a crook (uh-huh)
i’m back, 50 weeks, likin’ pics, you wish you could (yeah)

[verse 4: noel miller]
you can call me two face, with the way i’m tossin’ coin (boy)
i don’t do no chains, jeans too tight around my groin
posted smokin’ on this pen, b-tch, i don’t roll no joints
got a couple open bottles rollin’ through these checkpoints
man, i always pay the rent, ain’t no holds up on my checks
if the waitress treat me right, i’m tippin’ 21%
pay for tidal, should be cancelled every month but i forget
it’s whatever, i’m too clever, get refunded by the rep
motherf-ckers, it’s not a

- tiny meat gang

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