
Kodak Black – No Flockin Lyrics - Genius
Jul 25, 2014 · Damn, my nigga, what the hell got into you? It's Lil Kodak, the finesse kid, boy, who hot as me? How could it be? Get from 'round a G, you grounded from me. Want some food? …
Kodak Black - No Flockin' Lyrics | AZLyrics.com
Don't you ask me where the pole at, where yo' clothes at? Is it you? Damn, my nigga, what the hell got into you? It's Lil Kodak, the finesse kid, boy, who hot as me? How could it be? Get …
Kodak Black - No Flockin' [Lyrics] - YouTube
» No Flockin' Lyrics: [Intro] Damn, that's so sad KKK, KKK [Verse] 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 …
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Dont You Ask Me Where The Pole At, Where Yo Clothes At? Damn My Nigga What The Hell Got Into You? How Could It Be? Get From Around A G, You Grounded From Me. Kodak Black - …
Kodak Black - No Flockin lyrics | Musixmatch
Where your clothes at? Is it you? Damn, my nigga. What the hell got into you? Boy who hot as me? How could it be? Get from ′round a G. Want some food? Boy, you hungry. Lyrics for No …
NO FLOCKIN Lyrics - KODAK BLACK | eLyrics.net
Jul 6, 2015 · Kodak Black No Flockin lyrics & video : 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' o...
No Flockin Lyrics - Kodak Black
Aug 4, 2025 · The song “No Flockin” by Kodak Black is basically him flexing his lifestyle—he talks about having money, nice clothes, cars, and staying true to himself. He raps about growing up …
No Flockin Lyrics - Kodak Black - Lyricsjoy
Don’t you ask me where the pole at, where yo’ clothes at? Is it you? Damn, my nigga, what the hell got into you? It’s Lil Kodak, the finesse kid, boy, who hot as me? How could it be? Get …
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No Flockin Lyrics by Kodak Black from the Flossin' [Rhino] album- including song video, artist biography, translations and more: ...
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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, damnit, but y'all trippin' too. Is it you? Damn, my …