No Flockin Song Lyrics by Kodak Black
Damn, that’s so sadK-K-K, K-K-K
Young nigga, I got old cashSpazzin’ on they assI got Prada on my hoe assGot my last one madPop a nigga like a damn tagShoppin’ on they assI just bought a new old JagYeah, it’s so fastSmokin’ flocka, you a jackassAll I smoke is gas
Don’t you ask me where the pole atWhere your clothes at?I ain’t talking ’bout my niggasDammit, but y’all tripping, tooIs it you? Damn, my niggaWhat the hell got into you?Project Baby, y’all was skipping in the hallwayI was skipping school
On my Ps and QsOn them jiggas, call me jiggabooBleeding concrete, bet youNiggas won’t come ‘cross the streetPardon me, I don’t talk to youSo don’t you talk to meI ain’t dissin’ on nobody BI’m vibin’ on the beat
Honestly, I’m just trying to beI just gotta beTryin’ to get over on anythingThey tellin’ lies to meI spent five on my pinky ringShe love my diamond ringAnyway, I’m married to the gameShe said her vows to me
I ain’t getting on my kneesBae, you bow down to meYou go down for meYou lay down and do the time for meSorry, boo, yeah, I lie to youBut don’t you lie to meIt’s little Kodak, the finesse kidBoy who hot as me?
Told the doctor I’m a healthy kidI smoke broccoliI will run around yourWhole board like MonopolyOl’ boy, you’s a broke boyFlocka’s got you beatChocolate, call me Reese’sCan’t catch me without the piece
C’est la vie, I’m ten toes downYou falling off your feetI will trick your ass for a treatCall it HalloweenYeah, that money’sWhat I play for, call it lotteryGoddamn, you’s a clown to meYou’s a clown to meYou can’t smoke no Black & Mild with meGet in the car with me
You a funny guyDon’t you even joke around with meHow could it be? Get from ’round a GYou grounded from meI’m a freeband junkie, you a junkieYou getting skinny, I’m getting chunky, getting moneyWant some food? Boy, you hungryI want them hundreds, hundreds