Wrong Division

By Kflex

On Captain Overheads

Released on December 19, 2022

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[Chorus: Kflex]

Keep me out that bullshit, I am not a cow

Them niggas do some snake shit that I could not allow

I was just up on the bunk wakin' up for chow

Now these diamonds out here dancin', bitches sayin' wow

Bitch, I'm 'bout a bag, I don't need no props

He out here dissin' on the 'Gram, these are robo cops

My lil' nigga 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 nigga 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 bitch, 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

Nigga, you is never down bad eatin' pizza bagels

He was sellin' fake Percs, got his page disabled

Your nigga think he shit talk, he need to see a dentist

Bitch, 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 bitch and not the bag, that was the wrong decision

My squad full of big dogs, you in the wrong division

Your nigga think he look fly, that was the wrong description

Come and get this bag with me, I got a proposition

Your bitch need a hearing aid 'cause she don't never listen


[Chorus: Kflex]

Keep me out that bullshit, I am not a cow

Them niggas do some snake shit that I could not allow

I was just up on the bunk wakin' up for chow

Now these diamonds out here dancin', bitches sayin' wow

Bitch, I'm 'bout a bag, I don't need no props

He out here dissin' on the 'Gram, these are robo cops

My lil' nigga 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 niggas' gangster, I'll have niggas steppin'

I don't make it out the 916, then it's back to 211

[?] nigga tryna shoot it out but got a Smith & Wesson

The chop came with a belt, it's teachin' niggas lessons

Push up on another nigga bitch like, "Where that bag at?"

I ain't got no books, bitch, it's P's in this backpack

I ain't really worried 'bout your bitch, I really had that

I been mixin' purple with the Sprite, I'm a lab rat

Niggas love talkin' 'bout the field but ain't hittin' no licks

Same bitches speakin' on a nigga can't afford no dick

Same niggas showin' off them poles ain't took no trip

Way before I ever made Kflex, bitch, I took me a risk

(Niggas love talkin' 'bout the field but ain't hittin' no licks

Same bitches speakin' on a nigga can't afford no dick

Same niggas showin' off them poles ain't took no trip

Way before I ever made Kflex, bitch, I took me a risk)


[Chorus: Kflex]

Keep me out that bullshit, I am not a cow

Them niggas do some snake shit that I could not allow

I was just up on the bunk wakin' up for chow

Now these diamonds out here dancin', bitches sayin' wow

Bitch, I'm 'bout a bag, I don't need no props

He out here dissin' on the 'Gram, these are robo cops

My lil' nigga finna risk it all, he don't got no pops

Brother out here grittin' in the field, he don't got no props