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No Flockin - Kodak Black Lyrics

Fill in the missing lyrics No Flockin by Kodak Black
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Last updated: August 30, 2023
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Lyrics
Damn
thats
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
in
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
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
bleeding
concrete
bet
y'all
niggas
won't
come
across
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
5
on
my
pinky
ring
she
love
my
diamond
ring
anyway
i'm
married
to
the
game
she
said
her
vows
Lyrics
to
me
i
ain't
getting
on
my
knees
B
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
docter
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
a
piece
c'est
la
vie
i'm
10
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
and
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
around
a
G
you
grounded
for
me
i'm
a
freeband
junkue
you
a
junkie
you
getting
skinny
i'm
getting
chunky
getting
money
want
some
food
boy
you
hungry
i
want
them
hundreds
hundreds
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