No Flockin'

Damn, that's so sad

K-K-K, K-K-K

Young nigga, I got old cash

Spazzin' on they ass

I got Prada on my hoe 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 your clothes at?

I ain't talking 'bout my niggas

Dammit, but y'all tripping, too

Is it you? Damn, my nigga

What the hell got into you?

Project Baby, y'all was skipping in the hallway

I was skipping school

On my Ps and Qs

On them jiggas, call me jiggaboo

Bleeding concrete, bet you

Niggas won't come 'cross the street

Pardon me, I don't talk to you

So don't you talk to me

I ain't dissin' on nobody B

I'm vibin' on the beat

Honestly, I'm just trying to 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 getting 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 lie to you

But don't you lie to me

It's little 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 falling off your feet

I will trick your ass for a treat

Call it Halloween

Yeah, that money's

What I play for, call it lottery

Goddamn, you's a clown to me

You's a clown to me

You can't smoke no Black & Mild 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 getting skinny, I'm getting chunky, getting money

Want some food? Boy, you hungry

I want them hundreds, hundreds