No Flocking (Lyrics)- Kodak Black |
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Go watch and like "No Flockin" Music Video:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UE_-obgiWm0 Follow Kodak Black: https://twitter.com/KodakBlack1k https://facebook.com/TheRealKodakBlack https://instagram.com/kodakblack __________________________________________________________________________ Lyrics: [Intro] Damn, that's so sad KKK, KKK [Verse] Young nigga, I got old cash, spazzin' on they ass I got Prada on my ho ass, got my last one mad Pop a nigga like a damn tag, shoppin' on they ass I just bought a new old Jag, yeah, it's so fast Smokin' flocka, you a jackass, all I smoke is gas Don't you ask me where the pole at, where yo' clothes at? I ain't talkin' 'bout my niggas, dammit, but y'all trippin', too Is it you? Damn, my nigga, what the hell got into you? Project Baby, y'all was skippin' in the hallway, I was skippin' school On my Ps and Qs, on them jiggas, call me jiggaboo Bleedin' concrete, bet you niggas won't come 'cross the street Pardon me, Ion't talk to you so don't you talk to me I ain't dissin' on nobody, B, I'm vibin' on the beat #KodakBlack #NoFlockin #Kodak #SniperGang #Rap #RapLyrics Honestly, I'm just tryna be, I just gotta be Tryin' to get over on anything, they tellin' lies to me I spent five on my pinky ring, she love my diamond ring Anyway, I'm married to the game, she said her vows to me I ain't gettin' on my knees, bae, you bow down to me You go down for me, you lay down and do the time for me Sorry, boo, yeah, I lied to you, but don't you lie to me It's Lil Kodak, the finesse kid, boy, who hot as me? Told the doctor I'm a healthy kid, I smoke broccoli I will run around your whole board like Monopoly Ol' boy, you's a broke boy, flocka's got you beat Chocolate, call me Reese's, can't catch me without the piece C'est la vie, I'm ten toes down, you fallin' off your feet I will trick yo ass for a treat, call it Halloween Yeah, that money's what I play fo', call it lottery Goddamn, you's a clown to me, you's a clown to me You can't smoke no Black & Milds with me, get in the car with me You a funny guy, don't you even joke around with me How could it be? Get from 'round a G, you grounded from me I'm a freeband junkie, you a junkie You gettin' skinny, I'm gettin' chunky, gettin' money Want some food? Boy, you hungry, I want them hundreds Hundreds |