Trace Thorpe - No Flockinnn lyrics
[Trace Thorpe - No Flockinnn lyrics]
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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
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 tryna be, I just gotta be
Tryin' to get over on anything
They tellin' lies to me
I spent five on my pinky ring
Shе love my diamond ring
Anyway, I'm married to the gamе
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
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
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 tryna be, I just gotta be
Tryin' to get over on anything
They tellin' lies to me
I spent five on my pinky ring
Shе love my diamond ring
Anyway, I'm married to the gamе
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