Letras de No Flaggin

I don′t do no flaggin', y′all know that
Young nigga, I got old cash, yeah
I got old cash and that's so sad
I got Prada on my ho ass, yeah

From the Golden Acres project, I was a bad lil' kid
I want my baby to do my adlib, that was my last bid
JG Wentworth, need my cash big, just came from rags to riches
Too much Snipers in the masjid, 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′ a cashier
Say I made so much money last year, I ain't a

Got helicopter on my ho ear, you niggas so weird
Tell my son to bring me a cold beer, don't touch my bold lil′ pill
I changed my mind, okay, go grab the pills, yeah, yeah
White bitch bald-head, look like Britney Spears, yeah, yeah

I be snipin′, baby, John Deere, don't get yo′ dawg killed
Got the jack delivered to the crib, hey, Cardi B, grab the mirror
I be flippin' when I′m hittin' moves and scrapin′ residue
On them jiggas, call me jiggaboo, I fuck 'round, wreck the coupe

Smokin' flakka, you a nini-poo, ay, Psycho, pass the boot
I don′t do no flaggin′, nigga, I been the truth, I keep mine, pack a suit
Gettin' this chicken, cock-a-doodle-doo, cock it, then you shoot
I′m in the club boppin' with the crew, rockin′ with the Woo

Got the whole Dania in the loop, Duval in cahoot
You my favorite swoop, you my fave, you my favorite swoop
Mulsanne baby blue, let me find out you be savin' boo
Told the bih, "You better not cheat on me," got 9 millimeter on me

MOB, I′m a big ol' Z, L-M-N-O-P
Nigga be steady be talkin' what they gon′ do, okay, we gon′ see
What you sayin'? He gon′ tweet, uh, flex, he gon' peep, uh

He was always a bad-ass project baby
You know what I mean? He was bad as fuck
But he had a talent
Ion 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 jit, he was like 12, 13

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 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, "Naw, his name Kodak"
Shit, he prolly could be bigger than Michael Jackson
Prolly, and Michael Jordan, be bigger than Michael

Ay, Ion know why niggas don't like Kodak, like
Nigga, you don′t much know the nigga, how you don't like the nigga? Like
For real, though
We from the project, we Haitians, we're poor

We′re, we just comin′ up, know what I'm talkin′ 'bout?
Like, real-nigga shit, though, like, this 40 shit, know what I′m talkin' ′bout?
Like, we straight from the projects, Section 8 house
Nigga, we grew up where roaches at

Know I'm talkin' ′bout?
Now our mamas, they learnin′ English and shit
This shit comin' in good (yeah)
This shit comin′ in real good