No Flaggin
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I don't do no flaggin', y'all know that
Young nigga, I got old cash, yeah
I got old cash, and it's so sad, I got problems on my whole ass, yeah
From the Golden Acres projects, I was a bad lil' kid
I'm movin' my baby, do my adlib, that was my last bitch
J.G. Wentworth, free my cash, bitch, I came from rats, rich
So much snipers in the mansion, you smell like catfish
Mama had heard me on the radio, then she start sheddin' tears
'Member when we ain't have no ceilin' fan, now we got chandelier
Never sweat, I'm rockin' cashmere, I'm fuckin' the cashier
Say, "I made so much money last year," I ain't a— (Shh)
Got Harry Carter on my whole ear, you niggas so weird
Tell my son to bring me a cold beer, don't touch my bowl of pears
I changed my mind, okay, go grab the pills (Yeah, uh)
White bitch bald-head, look like Britney Spears (Yeah, uh)
I be snipin', baby, John Deer, don't get your dog killed
Got the Jag delivered to the crib, hey, Cardi B, grab the rear
I be flippin' when I'm hittin' moves, I'm scrapin' residue
On them jiggas, call me Jigga-boo, I fuck 'round wrecked the coupe
Smokin' Flocka, you a ninny-poo, ayy, psycho, pass the boot
I don't do no flaggin', nigga, I been the truth
I keep my pack a suit, gettin' this chicken, cock-a-doodle-do
Cock it, then you shoot, I'm in the club boppin' with the crew
Rockin' with the woo, got the whole Dana in the loop
Duval in kahoot, you my favorite suit
You my fav—, you my favorite suit, Mulsanne baby blue
Let me find out you be savin' boo
Told this bitch, "You better not cheat
On me, got nine millimeter on me"
M.O.B, I'm a big O-Z, L-M-N-O-T
Niggas be steady be talkin' what they gon' do, okay, we gon' see
Man, say, we gon' see, fuck, facts, we gon' see, fuck
He was always a badass project baby, you know what I mean? He was
Bad as fuck, but he had a talent. I don't even know that he know
How much talent he had at the time because he was young, you know
What I mean? He was a G, he was like twelve, thirteen. But when
You hear his music, you like, "What the fuck? He been here before
" You know what I mean? He been here before, he's special. And he
Was a Black-ass nigga too, like me. So I'm like, "Damn, his name
Kodak." He was J. Black then, I say, "Nah, his name Kodak." Shit
He probably gon' be bigger than Michael Jackson, haha. He probably
Is Michael Jordan, be bigger than the Michael's. Ayy, I don't know
Why niggas don't like Kodak, like, nigga, you don't even know the
Nigga, how you don't like the nigga? Like, for real though, we from
The projects, we Haitians, we're poor, we're—, we just comin' up
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Like, real nigga shit though, like
This Spalding shit, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Like, we straight
From the projects, Section 8 house. Look, we grew up where roaches
At, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Now our mamas, they learnin' English
And shit, this shit comin' in good. This shit comin' in real good
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