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wrong division - kflex lyrics

[chorus: kflex]
keep me out that bullsh*t, i am not a cow
them n*ggas do some snake sh*t that i could not allow
i was just up on the bunk wakin’ up for chow
now these diamonds out here dancin’, b*tches sayin’ wow
b*tch, i’m ’bout a bag, i don’t need no props
he out here dissin’ on the ‘gram, these are robo cops
my lil’ n*gga finna risk it all, he don’t got no pops
brother out here grittin’ in the field, he don’t got no props

[verse 1: kflex]
your n*gga think he will smith, but he is not a legend
tj dropped the bag off and it was not a present
i think i got a step son, i hit her, she was pregnant
you put your trust in a b*tch, that was the wrong investment
i’m really ’bout a bag, i don’t need no label
you could look me up on youtube, you don’t need no cable
n*gga, you is never down bad eatin’ pizza bagels
he was sellin’ fake percs, got his page disabled
your n*gga think he sh*t talk, he need to see a dentist
b*tch, i’m captain overheads, i could’ve been a chemist
they hated on me, now they lookin’ sour, must’ve ate a lemon
you cho chased the b*tch and not the bag, that was the wrong decision
my squad full of big dogs, you in the wrong division
your n*gga think he look fly, that was the wrong description
come and get this bag with me, i got a proposition
your b*tch need a hearing aid ’cause she don’t never listen
[chorus: kflex]
keep me out that bullsh*t, i am not a cow
them n*ggas do some snake sh*t that i could not allow
i was just up on the bunk wakin’ up for chow
now these diamonds out here dancin’, b*tches sayin’ wow
b*tch, i’m ’bout a bag, i don’t need no props
he out here dissin’ on the ‘gram, these are robo cops
my lil’ n*gga finna risk it all, he don’t got no pops
brother out here grittin’ in the field, he don’t got no props

[verse 2: raniiboutabag]
i don’t believe in n*ggas’ gangster, i’ll have n*ggas steppin’
i don’t make it out the 916, then it’s back to 211
[?] n*gga tryna shoot it out but got a smith & wesson
the chop came with a belt, it’s teachin’ n*ggas lessons
push up on another n*gga b*tch like, “where that bag at?”
i ain’t got no books, b*tch, it’s p’s in this backpack
i ain’t really worried ’bout your b*tch, i really had that
i been mixin’ purple with the sprite, i’m a lab rat
n*ggas love talkin’ ’bout the field but ain’t hittin’ no l!cks
same b*tches speakin’ on a n*gga can’t afford no d*ck
same n*ggas showin’ off them poles ain’t took no trip
way before i ever made kflex, b*tch, i took me a risk
(n*ggas love talkin’ ’bout the field but ain’t hittin’ no l!cks
same b*tches speakin’ on a n*gga can’t afford no d*ck
same n*ggas showin’ off them poles ain’t took no trip
way before i ever made kflex, b*tch, i took me a risk)
[chorus: kflex]
keep me out that bullsh*t, i am not a cow
them n*ggas do some snake sh*t that i could not allow
i was just up on the bunk wakin’ up for chow
now these diamonds out here dancin’, b*tches sayin’ wow
b*tch, i’m ’bout a bag, i don’t need no props
he out here dissin’ on the ‘gram, these are robo cops
my lil’ n*gga finna risk it all, he don’t got no pops
brother out here grittin’ in the field, he don’t got no props

- kflex lyrics

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