No flex ft. Ynr Lyrics

They, they call me Haiti boy cause I'm the GOAT, G-O-A-T, nigga, you gotta GOAT, Bitches

callin' my phone up like, Haiti, where you at

Bitch, mind your business, I'm out with the guys, no

Big checks, bad pockets, how you tryna flex

No, why that nigga dissin', nigga, you ain't know what's next

No, takin' private jets, nigga, where we goin' next

Bitches callin' my phone up like, Haiti, where you at

Money on my mind, but I'm not tryna flex, no

Gonna take my bitch out up in a big body Benz

Why that nigga dissin', tell that nigga get a check

Yeah, I'm chillin' with the guys, nigga, you know what I rep

RBS, RBS, that's the gang, we ain't switchin' up

No, why that nigga keep on chattin', you ain't know what's up

I don't do the talkin', I don't do that chattin' shit

I don't do that internet shit, cause I'm a real bitch

Tell him stop the chattin', nigga, tell him stop the talkin'

I don't do that internet shit, nigga, get to walkin'

I'm just tryna get this money, I'm just tryna get this paper

Money on my mind, but, baby, I'm not a flexer

They call me Haiti boy, cause I'm the GOAT

G-O-A-T, nigga, yeah, the GOAT

Bitches callin' my phone up like, Haiti, where you at

Bitch, mind your business, I'm out with the guys, no

Big checks, bad pockets, how you tryna flex

Why that nigga dissin', nigga, you ain't know what's next

Takin' private jets, nigga, where we goin' next

Bitches on my phone like, Haiti boy, where you at

Girl, got me on a bill, and my four pockets full of cash

They tellin' me I need a jail, I'm like, no, I'm on my full shit

I been fuckin' with this bitch, and she suck me like she too fat

A lil' money comin' in, I'm finna take her out the roof

Feel like I'm runnin' out of time, but I need Remy at them checks

Bitch, I been stayin' on the grind, but I don't really like the flex

I hate a bitch, scared in real life, but she won't fuck all over text

Got my lil' brown skin, bitch, and she the one that's fuckin' next

Up in the V, I'm steady cruisin', I like winners, fuck the losers

Bitch, I get up, there ain't no snooze, big one, narco, I be coolin'

I ain't goin' in that bitch unless they let me bring my tool in

So much smoke up in the air, I swear this shit causin' pollution

They call me Haiti boy, cause I'm the GOAT

G-O-A-T, nigga, you gotta go

Bitches callin' my phone up like, Haiti, where you at

Bitch, mind your business, I'm out with the guys, no

Big checks, bad pockets, how you tryna flex

Why that nigga diss a nigga you ain't know what's next

Takin' private jets, nigga, where we goin' next

Bitches on my phone like, Haiti boy, where you at