Painting Pictures (2017)

• Day For Day
• Coolin And Booted
• Candy Paint
• Up In Here
• U Ain't Never
• Twenty 8
• Patty Cake
• Save You
• Conscience
• Tunnel Vision
• Corrlinks And JPay
• Reminiscing
• Side Nigga
• Off The Land
• Top Off Benz
• Feeling Like
• Why They Call You Kodak
• There He Go 

Day For Day lyrics - Kodak Black

Ayy, look, I say "I don't rap, I illustrate. I don't paint pictures, I picture-paint." Ha, this my motherfuckin' album

Kodak Black...

Kodak Black...

The nineteen-year-old Pompano Beach rapper...

..is reportedly back in jail after he was arrested today in Broward County, Florida

Real name is Dieuson Octave, changed his plea from not guilty to no contest

Mr. Octave, do you accept your plea?

..in the two terminal cases that have put his musical career on hold

..troubled rapper found himself back behind bars after violating the terms of his house arrest

Yeah

You know I'm a hot boy, but I ain't never lose my cool

The streets on fire, that's why I'm ridin' with my tool

1800 block boy, I'm quick to give a bitch the blues

I was already sentenced, before I came up out the womb

Streets done already sentenced me, before no cracker could

And I wonder why, when I'm just so fucked up out the hood

And I wonder why, these niggas be hatin' on a G

When I'm the same lil' nigga, who gave you niggas a chance to eat

I had to do that time, could nobody do that shit for me

When I was doin' that time, ain't nobody do that shit with me

I miss my nigga Cool, I know right now he prolly sleep

One day at a time, ten toes down until you're free

Dyin' in a cell's every street nigga fear

I give everythin' back to have my nigga here

I give everythin' back to have my nigga with me

I already know I had to beef, had my nigga with me

I ain't tryna see the pen', I'm tryna make a shape

Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day

Chosen one, my folks depend on me to make a way

I do it for my nigga locked up doin' day for day

They gave Lil' Marky twenty-five, that's my man

Remember hittin' licks and runnin' up them bands

They gave Lil' Greg sixteen years in the pen

For all my niggas locked up, I'm goin' H.A.M.

They gave Lil' Ceelo twenty years, free my nigga

They say Lil' Tracer gettin' out this December

I dropped fifty-five bands from my hand

They done let me out, so now I'm goin' H.A.M

Before he go back, shoot it out with the police

So that mean he goin' to court in these streets

He goin' to trial right there where he stands

For everybody did me wrong, I want revenge

Dyin' in a cell's every street nigga fear

I give everythin' back to have my nigga here

I give everythin' back to have my nigga with me

I already know I had to beef, had my nigga with me

I ain't tryna see the pen', I'm tryna make a shape

Neighborhood hero, I'm the one gon' save the day

Chosen one, my folks depend on me to make a way

I do it for my nigga locked up doin' day for day

This my motherfuckin' album

Paintin' pictures man, lil' Kodak, you already know that

Coolin And Booted lyrics - Kodak Black

Glee

Sniper Gang

Glee

I'm coolin' but I'm booted

I got thirty in my tooly

Your old lady want to screw me

I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant

Kodak makin' movies

My lil homie, he a foolie

I be sticking, I be movin'

I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit

I'm coolin' but I'm booted

I got thirty in my tooly

Your old lady want to screw me

I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant

Kodak makin' movies

My lil homie, he a foolie

I be stickin', I be movin'

I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit

I'm zooted in the Phantom so I'm cruisin'

On the way to your lil' lady, I might fuck her in the booty

Dropped the Cutlass out the sewer

Rockin' Gucci, this ain't Coogi

Nigga better stop goin' to suzy

Nigga, go get you a Cuban link

Pull up, make them bitches faint

I'm doin' what you niggas can't

I'll wet a nigga up, no paint

All of my niggas I'm with don't think

Youngest nigga in the game

I'm fourteen when I caught a case

I was fifteen with a thirty-eight

I was sixteen, went to Larry James

I'm coolin' but the block on fire

Scoop the twenty out the pot

None of my niggas ain't went to college

All of my niggas they out the projects

Drop the money, catch the body

Jimmy Neutron with the rocket

Fuck with me, you know I got it

I do it and won't talk about it

I'm coolin' but I'm booted

I got thirty in my tooly

Your old lady want to screw me

I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant

Kodak makin' movies

My lil homie, he a foolie

I be sticking, I be movin'

I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit

I'm coolin' but I'm booted

I got thirty in my tooly

Your old lady want to screw me

I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant

Kodak makin' movies

My lil homie, he a foolie

I be stickin', I be movin'

I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit

Run up if you stupid, come on

Clutchin' on that wooly, come on

I'm burnin' in the lootin'

I'm fleein' in the lootin'

Polo let me hold the Uzi

I just rented me a vert

I be playin' with that work

Remember playin' in the dirt

Call me Dora, it's in my backpack

Fuck that hoe 'cause she a nat nat

I'm gon' always keep a clapback

I'm gon' always keep a gat

Give me head, I call it a snapback

I just drove up in a hatchback

Got them pounds, ain't talkin' hashtags

Boy, I'm workin' with that sack

Your old lady say you fool

I just ran off with your boo

Told me everythin' you say

She told me everythin' you do

Ayy, I'm playin' with that wool

I'm playin' with that tool

You fuckin' with my zoes

Like you playin' in a zoo

I'm coolin' but I'm booted

I got thirty in my tooly

Your old lady want to screw me

I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant

Kodak makin' movies

My lil homie, he a foolie

I be sticking, I be movin'

I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit

I'm coolin' but I'm booted

I got thirty in my tooly

Your old lady want to screw me

I'm so smooth, don't need no lubricant

Kodak makin' movies

My lil homie, he a foolie

I be stickin', I be movin'

I'm the youngest nigga to do this shit

Candy Paint lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Bun B)

[Kodak Black:]

Everybody wanna ride candy

Everybody wanna ride candy

Everybody wanna ride candy paint

Everybody just comparing

Everybody tryna sell drugs

Everybody think they the plug

Everybody wanna ride Fords and dimes

Everybody tryna ride dubs

Candy, candy, candy

Spent 20 grand on my auntie

Put Louis V on my women

I'm sipping on lean, I'm dizzy

Got digital dash in my cutless

Got this shit from Duffy

Ain't get this from no rap money

I got this shit from Duffy

Everybody outchea hustling

Nigga, you broke, you bugging

Fuck you little hoe, you ugly

I got dat bag, I got dat luggage

I got dirty money, Houston, Texas

I'm sipping dirty money

I told lil baby, I just want some sucky-sucky

I don't want no lovey-dubby

Everybody wanna have everything

Everybody wanna ride candy paint

Every bitch want her wedding ring

When these bitches been fucking on everything

Everybody wish they had a connect

Everybody want an Audemar Piguet

I ain't Paul Wall coming to you permanent

Got a Glock 17 with a 30 clip

Everybody wanna ride candy

Everybody wanna ride candy

Everybody wanna ride candy paint

Everybody just comparing

Everybody tryna sell drugs

Everybody think they the plug

Everybody wanna ride Fords and dimes

Everybody tryna ride dubs

[Bun B:]

Everybody wanna ride candy paint

Everybody wanna come down

Everybody wanna drop top

Let the trunk go pop and bang that surround

Everybody wanna have a Styrofoam cup

Matter of fact, they want two

Why?

So, they can sip on that muthafuckin sizzurp

Like they heard from DJ Screw

Ooh

Everybody wanna claim blue

Everybody wanna claim red

Everybody wanna bang out

Till they got a 45 to they muthafuckin head

Everybody said they got bread

Racks up inside the mattress

But, you'd be the dumbest muthafucka ever born

If you sitting around believing that shit

Everybody wanna be a rapper

Shining like a boss on stage

But, it's gonna take mo' than some Youtube lights

And a gahdamn IG page

Everybody wanna be who they can't

Instead of tryna be who they are

Man, this shit won't get you to far

You'll never be a star regardless of the paint on your car

[Kodak Black:]

Everybody wanna ride candy

Everybody wanna ride candy

Everybody wanna ride candy paint

Everybody just comparing

Everybody tryna sell drugs

Everybody think they the plug

Everybody wanna ride Fords and dimes

Everybody tryna ride dubs

Up In Here lyrics - Kodak Black

I like drowning

Hell yeah, I like drowning

Mm-hmm

I like swimmin' in that lil' ocean

Mm-hmm

Real shit

You too

Glee

You act like you gon' drown me

Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked

You don't even know how I got it on me

Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope

'Cause that shit be like macaroni

I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here

They done let me bring my Glock up in here

I ain't Nelly but it hot up in here

I let out thirty shots up in here

I make that pussy feelin' like it's mac n' cheese

Like Dwyane Wade, I be packin' heat

Got a toy with a whole thirty clip in in it

I fuck with Reckless, that my nigga 'cause he authentic

Got lil Rex on the beat and I am not friendly

I get stupid on a nigga, like I'm autistic

Ain't do the show without my tooly, I ain't finna do it

Every time you see me out, I be fuckin' booted

I wanna shoot that nigga, his plug told me not to do it

Haitian boy blue stripes I ain't fuckin' Rudy

My lil' homie, he a fool, he quick to go to shootin'

I say the Draco got a drum, you think I'm makin' music

Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked

You don't even know how I got it on me

Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope

'Cause that shit be like macaroni

I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here

They done let me bring my Glock up in here

I ain't Nelly but it hot up in here

I let out thirty shots up in here

Ayy-Bay-Bay, captain jumpin' out the Wraith

With the K, like I ain't got nothin' goin'

Like I ain't got a fan base, like I don't be performin'

Like I ain't got a lot of fans, I count on these tourin'

They don't let me bring my wooly in the venue

If I can't fight you, home boy then I'm hittin' you

Baby girl, that pussy wetter than chicken noodle soup

Baby girl, that pussy sound like ramen noodle soup

That pussy soundin' like we're stirrin' up some gumbo

All my niggas Sniper Gang, they go retund-to

Got too much felonies, I can't never go to Toronto

I fuck with PeeWee, fuck with Yoshi, fuck with Monto

Every time you see me, boy, I got that Kel-Tec tucked

You don't even know how I got it on me

Every time I'm fuckin' on lil' shawty, she remind me of that dope

'Cause that shit be like macaroni

I ain't Milly but I'm rockin' in here

They done let me bring my Glock up in here

I ain't Nelly but it hot up in here

I let out thirty shots up in here

U Ain't Never lyrics - Kodak Black

Boy you ain't never sell no work, aye

Sniper Gang boy, I got that shit on lock

Aye, you ain't never sell no work

How I skrt skrt when I pull up in that vert, aye

Aye, you ain't never sell no rock

How I drop the top, when I pull up in that drop, uh

Uh, you ain't never snatched no car

I ain't living hard, when I jump out with that rod, uh

Uh, you ain't never pull no caper

How I'm getting paper, when I jump out with that banger

They dang player, do your thing player

Get that money, I be road running

Call it Mickey D's 'cause I love it

Like a fucking sale, how I got this shit on lock

They know I'm Sniper Gang so I keep this shit on lock

And I'm solo riding in a stolen ride to that guap

You ain't certified, nigga you can't pull up on my block

Got the forty Glock cocked back, I be ready to pop

And my pocket look like a pregnant lady, like she ready to pop

You ain't never hit no fucking lick, you ain't got no brick

All my niggas be on go, like they ain't got no head

Like my bitches red, money same color as a pool

You a damn fool

How you outchea, you ain't got no loot?

Aye, you ain't never sell no work

How I skrt skrt when I pull up in that vert, aye

Aye, you ain't never sell no rock

How I drop the top, when I pull up in that drop, uh

Uh, you ain't never snatched no car

I ain't living hard, when I jump out with that rod, uh

Uh, you ain't never pull no caper

How I'm getting paper, when I jump out with that banger

How I skeet skeet on your ass, pull out with that bag

They like damn Black, why I never see you drive the Jag?

Aye, aye, you ain't never slang that iron

How I'm on the grind, I got blood in my eyes

I got VVS's on my chains, riding with your main

Why you on the corner, nigga you ain't never sell no yay

And they call me Bill, 'cause I'm all about a dollar

I ain't selling makeup, but you know I got that product

You could call me Brady, 'cause that money I got a bunch

What's up witcho lady? shawty said she want a hunch

I be sneaking dog, I be geeking dog, like an armadillo

Like a fucking lizard, nigga I be creeping for that skrilla

Aye, you ain't never sell no work

How I skrt skrt when I pull up in that vert, aye

Aye, you ain't never sell no rock

How I drop the top, when I pull up in that drop, uh

Uh, you ain't never snatched no car

I ain't living hard, when I jump out with that rod, uh

Uh, you ain't never pull no caper

How I'm getting paper, when I jump out with that banger

Twenty 8 lyrics - Kodak Black

You know, project baby comin' up and shit

I was clutching on twenty-eight grams of crack cocaine

But then I fell in love with a twenty-eight year old

Both of them twenty-eight

My lil baby twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I be out here selling yay-yay-yay-yay

I be on that medicate-aye-aye-aye

I don't even got no medicate-aye-aye-aye

My lil baby twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I be out here selling yay-yay-yay-yay

I be on that medicate-aye-aye-aye

I don't even got no medicate-aye-aye-aye

I just dropped that twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I whipped it in my new play-aye-aye-ace

I put the pot on the floor

So it could stick a little more

Drop palm all over your door

So it could stick a lil more

Twenty-eight, that's my bae-aye-aye-aye

I spent a brick on my chain-aye-aye-aye

Thirty-six in my safe

Thirty clip to your face

You snatch my chain, you gon' die

So I would a nigga try

My lil baby twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I be out here selling yay-yay-yay-yay

I be on that medicate-aye-aye-aye

I don't even got no medicate-aye-aye-aye

My lil baby twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I be out here selling yay-yay-yay-yay

I be on that medicate-aye-aye-aye

I don't even got no medicate-aye-aye-aye

She twenty-eight, she got the whip

My first verse was water whip

Was 'bout my baby girl, she

Don't even like to go to work without me

I be selling yola

She was with me in the yoda

I met her on that ugly corner

Remember running with a poker

Out of state doing fraud-aww-aww-aww

That my baby, that my broad-aww-aww

I'm too young, girl that's illegal

I'm 'bout to let her meet my people

My lil baby twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I be out here selling yay-yay-yay-yay

I be on that medicate-aye-aye-aye

I don't even got no medicate-aye-aye-aye

My lil baby twenty-eight-eight-eight-eight

I be out here selling yay-yay-yay-yay

I be on that medicate-aye-aye-aye

I don't even got no medicate-aye-aye-aye

Patty Cake lyrics - Kodak Black

Sniper Gang

Yeah, I like this lil' beat right here

Yeah, this a nice little beat

I'm sippin' on Belaire

Yeah, I'm finna paint a picture

Finna paint me a lil' picture

What this car? Oh this the new Belaire too

This the white wine, I like the white wine

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air

My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air

My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL

I clap a nigga like patty cake

I clap a nigga like patty cake

I'm swaggin', I got flavour, I got sauce, call me Ragu

I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou

I clap a nigga like patty cake

Yeah, that a way

I'm 'bout to grab the Wraith, I'm 'bout to grab the key

I'm 'bout to snatch your baby girl and skeet all on her face

I got a feelin' that today gon' have a fantastic day

I'm gettin' tired of the Rollie, I think I want Patek Philippe

It's either I win or you lose, 'cause I won't accept defeat

And everybody wanna have the sauce, well I got the recipe

I'm sippin' on Belaire 'cause it make me feel like I'm on ecstasy

I left my baby, when I come home, I be rubbin' on her feet

And she be always in my chair, she hate when I be in the streets

My rims taller than my son, I'm 'bout to drop another one

You think a nigga in a band the way I hit him with that drum, ayy

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air

My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air

My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL

I clap a nigga like patty cake

I clap a nigga like patty cake

I'm swaggin', I got flavour, I got sauce, call me Ragu

I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou

I clap a nigga like patty cake

My chain VVS

I'm booted up, I got more pills than a CVS

I'm the shit, baby girl, so I got stains in my drawers

All this money like a nigga hit the fuckin' Power Ball

Sippin' on champagne, my whip on Dana Dane's

No time for you lames, I'm flyer than a plane

I'm ridin' like a train, she love to give me brain

You shootin' with your eyes closed, you ain't Sniper Gang

She held me down when I was gone, I bought her Audemars Piguet

I love her like I love my brother, so I let her be my connect

I put her thick ass in the vet, ten bracelets on her neck

You know lil' Kodak love to flex, I got my momma out the 'jects

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air

My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL

I'm sippin' on Belaire, my chick from Bel-Air

My whip from Germany, I'm cooler that LL

I clap a nigga like patty cake

I clap a nigga like patty cake

I'm swaggin', I got flavour, I got sauce, call me Ragu

I love my baby girl pussy bald, call her Caillou

I clap a nigga like patty cake

Save You lyrics - Kodak Black

Hold me down

Hold me down, hold me down

Just hold me down

Hold me down

Aye, aye, aye-aye-aye

Aye, aye, aye-aye-aye

Hold me down so I can bless you

I'm coming for the rest too

Girl I'll be there to save the day

You know I love to make your day

I'm coming straight to you

I'm on my way to you

I'm running out things to say

But I got some things I wanna do to you

Wanna show you I appreciate you

Tonight I wanna prove to you

I flew to you without my cape

Went out my way to save you

My homies tellin' me don't save that girl

But girl I'm gonna save you

I buy you what you say, ooh

I love you like I made you

I'm scared to show you how I feel

I ain't got no heart, but you the one that make me feel

How you would you take it, if I show you how I feel

It's somethin' bout you, I ain't even know that I could feel

Say you ain't the one, but I'm rocking with you still

Ain't about the sex, girl we could Netflix, we could chill

I'm here to stay, I love you like you my kid

And by the way, I want you to have my kid

My homie told me no, baby girl I'm gonna save her

I think they might be right, I'm just gon' regret it later

Money over bitches, but girl I love you like the paper

Cause when you with me, I don't even want to get no paper

Hold me down so I can bless you

I'm coming for the rest too

Girl I'll be there to save the day

You know I love to make your day

I'm coming straight to you

I'm on my way to you

I'm running out things to say

But I got some things I wanna do to you

I stopped hanging with my homies, ain't listen to 'em

They tried to tell me you wasn't for me, ain't listen to 'em

That you my motherfucking one, you got me whipped

And I done chased you like the month

I like the way you walk, like the way you flip your hair

Too easy to give up wanna show you back here

I'm a treat you like my shooter, me and you girl we're a pair

I'm a treat you like my food, baby I don't wanna share, you

Make me forget that I'm a jit

Cause baby when I'm witcha

I don't even think about the streets

And when I'm witcha

I don't even wanna hear no beats

And if you leaving

I don't even know how I'm a breath

Hold me down so I can bless you

I'm coming for the rest too

Girl I'll be there to save the day

You know I love to make your day

I'm coming straight to you

I'm on my way to you

I'm running out things to say

But I got some things I wanna do to you

Wanna show you I appreciate you

Tonight I wanna prove to you

I flew to you without my cape

Went out my way to save you

My homies tellin' me don't save that girl

But girl I'm gonna save you

I buy you what you say, ooh

I love you like I made you

Conscience lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Future)

[Kodak Black:]

Yeah, Project Baby

These streets took my conscience

Glee

Sniper Gang

These streets took my conscience

Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang

I don't gang-bang but I bang bang

I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains

Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanna be my main

[Future:]

Brown liquor made my dawg insane

Booted up or geeked, it's the same thang

Fish scale or molly, it's the same name

Murder by the stains, which gang you claim?

The big Patek face cost ten chains

Took your bitch out to eat on a private plane

Real talk, 150 when it's plain Jane

Fucked that slut behind the dumpster for some cocaine

[Kodak Black:]

Ayy, free my nigga Cool, he in the chain gang

Chris Johnson, I swear for God I drop the twenty-eight

I told my nigga be smooth (cool), he put a potato on a barrel

I kick her dumbass out my crib, say she want Chanel

I bought that bitch a lace 'cause she ain't got no hair

I sent that poor ass hoe a Uber 'cause she ain't got no whip

Thirty golds in my mouth like I'm Stephen Curry

Thirty clip in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn Warrior

[Future:]

Streets left me scarred, ain't no worries

Run my money up in a hurry

Thirteen strippers, James Harden

Money make you greedy when you starving

Monisha, Tamica, they vouching

Before I had anything, I was saucing

Before I had that Bentley truck, I was saucing

All these hitters, yeah, I pray you never cross them

[Kodak Black:]

She say she brand new, I swear I want the old her

Eighteen hunded, I got more stories than a author

I'm credit card swipin' at the Chase Bank (ey)

Me and Future gang gang, same thang

I check your temperature, nigga, is you hot or cold?

Like a state trooper, I make my money on the road

I remember hittin' houses, nigga, cash 4 gold

These streets made me lose my conscience, took a nigga soul

[Future:]

These streets took all my soul from me

Tried to leave me in the cold

These streets took my conscience from me

Now tough love is all I show

I know my niggas got love for me

And they filling up they nose

I know my Levi got love for me

She just want everybody to know

[Kodak Black:]

I know my niggas, they be missin' me

So I be posted on the straw

I don't even care about how much cash I see

I'm always gon' be in the 'No

I ran out of money, then they switch lanes

I ran it back up, then I switch lanes

In a brand new Range, diamond colored candy cane

I bought a brand new K, I can't wait to let it spray

I'm sorry mom ain't mean to bring you through so much pain

I said I'm sorry mom, I ain't mean for it to be this way

Ayy but fuck it, bitch, I'm here, I got diamond rings

All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm gettin' paid

These streets took my conscience

All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid

These streets took my conscience

All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid

All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid

All the finer things, designer jeans, I'm getting paid

Tunnel Vision lyrics - Kodak Black

And Lil Metro on that beat

Lil Kodak, they don't like to see you winnin'

They wanna see you in a penitentiary

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

My mama told me, "Boy, make a decision."

Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

Lil Kodak, they don't like to see you winnin'

They wanna see you in a penitentiary

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

My mama told me, "Boy, make a decision."

Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision

They sendin' all my homies on a mission

And I ain't tryna miss out on these millions

I jumped out of that Wraith, Kodak bought a Wraith

I get any girl I want, any girl I want

She want me to save the day, but I ain't got a cape

She wanna see me every day, she wanna be my bae

That money make me cum. It made me fornicate

Uh, I'm the shit, I need some toilet paper

Follow my player rules then we gon' be okay

On the real, I need a bih' who gon' cooperate

Lil Kodak, they don't like to see you winnin'

They wanna see you in a penitentiary

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

My mama told me, "Boy, make a decision."

Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

Lil Kodak, they don't like to see you winnin'

They wanna see you in a penitentiary

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

My mama told me, "Boy, make a decision."

Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision

They sendin' all my homies on a mission

And I ain't tryna miss out on these millions

I told you niggas, I'm gon' be that fuckin' nigga

Everything be good 'til you doin' better than 'em

They wanna see a nigga shot or see me in the system

All you niggas out here poison like snake venom

Codeine in my liver, rockin' Balenciaga denim

I'm booted even when I'm sober, I don't need a jigga

They sendin' all my niggas on a fuckin' journey

I told that baby to come over 'cause I'm fucking horny

My mama told me, "Kill these niggas, son. Keep it going."

I'm thug to the bone, but I'm still her baby boy

Lil Kodak, boy, they hate to see you in a foreign

They miss when you was in that 'Yota kickin' door

Lil Kodak, they don't like to see you winnin'

They wanna see you in a penitentiary

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

My mama told me, "Boy, make a decision."

Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

Lil Kodak, they don't like to see you winnin'

They wanna see you in a penitentiary

I need me a lil' baby who gon' listen

Girl, I don't wanna be the one you iggin'

My mama told me, "Boy, make a decision."

Right now I gotta keep a tunnel vision

They sendin' all my homies on a mission

And I ain't tryna miss out on these millions

Corrlinks And JPay lyrics - Kodak Black

Ear Dummers

Sniper gang

Mike WiLL Made-It

I'm like a fiend, know what I mean? I need everythin'

No homie, this ain't lean, I'm drinkin' lemonade

I ain't talkin' Blige but I'm blowin' Mary J

You would think I'm blind 'cause I be rockin' heavy shades

I gotta keep the fire, try me, I'ma let it rain

'Cause I be walkin' round with a big scary chain

On when I'm posted up, I'm sellin' candy cane

Before I made my move, I had to let it marinate

I beat the pot with the spoon and watch the dope lock up

I drop the 5 in the deuce like I'm Urlacher

Don't make me run up in your gig 'cause I'm a show stopper

I got 99 bands, I ain't got no problems

Ayy, repeat what you just said, you don't want no problems

I'm patient, when she give me head, I call her dome doctor

I keep a pep in my step like I'm pimp walkin'

I run up in your home like I'm Macaulay Culkin

I got lil shawty, on that reefer now she Kodak boppin'

When I jump up in a Beamer, I be thot hoppin'

All this Perc' in the liter got me sleep walkin'

I'm booted up, Molly Jolly, I don't need coffee

I'm tryna blow the fuck up, them crackers lock me down

They got me on the seventh floor, I'm tryna hit the ground

I'm tryna touch the promised land, you need to let me down

I put my trust in that bitch, that ho let me down

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

For all my niggas waitin' on some pictures through the Corrlink I know your people ain't keep it real like they supposed to be

Go send your niggas some money through JPay so he can eat

That nigga used to look out for you when he was on the streets

I just hit my cousin G1 today, through the e-mail

I know that feelin' that you feelin' and I love you, fam

Just like a peanut, butter, jelly, my nigga in a jam

This for them niggas eatin' Zoom Zoom's and Wam Wam's

And your girl got a new nigga but she gon' leave when you release

Feel like everybody shakin', they be loyal for a week

That boy a Jimmy told me Black you a prophet, nigga

Cause when you, spit that real shit that be like God sent you

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Corrlinks and JPay

Reminiscing lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie)

[Kodak Black:]

Off the head, shit, you know what I'm saying

Brr, off the dome man, I'm in

22 hours locked down, ain't shit to do a thing

I remember like it was yesterday, was drinking out the sink

I'm sitting back plotting, I'm just sitting back vibing

A nigga can't complain, I had to use my time wisely

I'm sleeping in a dorm, but they ain't send me off to college

I still got money buried from that lick I hit in Riley

I'm book-smart but the streets gave me all my knowledge

So there ain't nun' for you when you coming out the projects

So there ain't nun' for you when you coming out the slum

A mouth full of gold teeth, they think a nigga dumb

I got a handful of dreads, think a nigga illiterate

But I know when I go to talk, a nigga'll reconsider it

I know you niggas are trying to benefit

I ain't fucking with you a little bit

I ain't fucking with you at all

I ain't fucking with you at all

I was sellin' weed in middle school, just meet me in the halls

Right now I'm goin' in, but I was just behind the wall

This jail got me thinking, I feel like everybody flawed

I got too much to lose, but I'll still go at a nigga jaw

I'm down for the count, I'm never down for the cause

I made a million dollars off of shows and goin' hard

[A Boogie With Da Hoodie:]

I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I

Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it

But, I'm reminiscing, yeah

I'm reminiscing, yeah

Fuck your problem, it's too late to tell me sorry

I pulled up in a 'Rari, it don't come with no apologies

I'm reminiscing, yeah

I'm reminiscing, yeah

[Kodak Black:]

I remember everything, I done been through everything

I remember who shitted on me, or who been in the paint

Like Ray-J, got a bitch from the Bronx giving em brain

Like Ray-J I done walked through the motherfucking rain

Right now I done got too far to give a motherfucking feature

I'm the freshest man in high-school, but I'm a motherfucking senior

Lil shawty want to kick it, I told her I don't play FIFA

I jumped up out the Beamer, now I'm sliding in the regal

That pussy so tight but I be trying to go deeper

If she can make moolah she a motherfucking keeper

Reminisce about my niggas, reminisce about my homies

I'm thinking 'bout my niggas, I'm thinking 'bout my whoadies

I don't fuck with Fooly no more but I still fuck with Cody

Got a booger in my nose, A Boogie on the chorus

A young nigga, I jumped off the porch, run Forrest

I'll lose it about that money, I'll go dumb for it

I'm working like a Mexican, fuck around and get deported

I bought me a crib, thirty clip in my forty

She said that my baby, I told that bih let's go to Maury

Lame niggas get extorted, if it ain't foreign then it's boring

[A Boogie With Da Hoodie:]

I love money, I can't go back to the bottom 'cause I

Hate it at the bottom, try to stop thinking about it

But, I'm reminiscing, yeah

I'm reminiscing, yeah

Fuck your problem, it's too late to tell me sorry

I pulled up in a 'Rari, it don't come with no apologies

I'm reminiscing, yeah

I'm reminiscing, yeah

Reminiscing, yeah

I'm reminiscing, yeah

Side Nigga lyrics - Kodak Black

Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this

Ain't tryna be your alternate

Fuck it, you can stay with him

Obviously you ain't shaking him

I see that nigga, I'm slaying him

Why the hell you wanna stay with him?

Obviously you ain't shaking him

I see that nigga, I'm slaying him

You don't know what you could be

You ain't don't even know my pitch

Like you don't wanna be my bih

I'm tryna make you my bih

I don't wanna be your minigga

Don't wanna be your inferior

If you give me a chance

Baby I'm a be your man

Baby I ain't even playing

I just wanna be your man

Lately I been thinking

Wanna have some romance

I'm a treat you like a princess

Ain't gonna nowhere, I'm staying

Fuck them lil hoes, they hating

Ain't gonna nowhere, I'm staying

Tired of this other nigga, I know he a lame

I would X him out the fucking picture

But you won't tell me his name

I'm a crop him out the frame

I'm a find out where he stay

I'm a get that nigga slayed

But you don't wanna tell me his name

Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this

Ain't tryna be your alternate

Fuck it, you can stay with him

Obviously you ain't shaking him

I see that nigga, I'm slaying him

Why the hell you wanna stay with him?

Obviously you ain't shaking him

I see that nigga, I'm slaying him

You don't know what you could be

You ain't don't even know my pitch

Like you don't wanna be my bih

I'm tryna make you my bih

I don't wanna be your minigga

Don't wanna be your inferior

If you give me a chance

Baby I'm a be your man

You don't want me, then just tell me that

I swear to God I'll understand

Probably feel like I'm just a kid

I'm nineteen and you twenty-six

I'm infatuated with everything you do

But I'm tired of trying to impress you boo

So tell me what it is

And baby I'm a let you live

Baby I'm a let you be

Do you want him or you want me

Swear I don't wanna be your secondary

Lil Kodak crop him out the picture

Baby you just don't know

I ain't even got no hoes

I just wanna be your only though

That's only if you want me to

Fuck this shit, I'm tired of this

Ain't tryna be your alternate

Fuck it, you can stay with him

Obviously you ain't shaking him

I see that nigga, I'm slaying him

Why the hell you wanna stay with him?

Obviously you ain't shaking him

I see that nigga, I'm slaying him

You don't know what you could be

You ain't don't even know my pitch

Like you don't wanna be my bih

I'm tryna make you my bih

I don't wanna be your minigga

Don't wanna be your inferior

If you give me a chance

Baby I'm a be your man

Off The Land lyrics - Kodak Black

The man with the plan, I ain't playing, I'm 'bout business

Lil Kodak had to get it off the land, talking Disney

You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney

Floating on a Xan, swear to God it got me dizzy

Project baby, I remember eating lilly-dillys

Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen

If I go to jail you niggas will never come and visit

You think she breast feeding me, I'm sucking on her titties

I'm painting pictures, everything I say you see it vivid

Lil Kodak making movies, I have you feelin' like you in it

I don't make no bubblegum music, I spit that real shit

You don't live my life, when you hear my songs you'll feel like you lived it

I don't got no lady 'cause these bitches never like to listen

Getting bread every day, I graduated from biscuits

I don't do karate so why lil shawty wanna kick it

The Audi got four rings, it think a nigga in the Olympics

I be money-laundering

I got zero tolerance

When I get home I gotta hit (baby)

You better be in your lingerie (baby)

The man with the plan, I ain't playing, I'm 'bout business

Lil Kodak had to get it off the land, talking Disney

You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney

Floating on a Xan, swear to God it got me dizzy

Project baby, I remember eating lilly-dillys

Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen

If I go to jail you niggas will never come and visit

You think she breast feeding me, I'm sucking on her titties

Ain't talking Disney but I had to get it off the land

When you see me I'm booted up, ain't talking Timberland

No not Boy RD but free my niggas in the can

How can you even sleeping knowing that you ratted on your man?

Like a newborn baby how I'm sucking on her breast

I got two fingers up her dress and she already wet

I'm calculating every move, this shit like playing chess

AR-15 with the scope just like I'm Ron Artest

All you bitches you can't touch this like I'm MC Hammer

Where were you when I was cutting dope with Arm & Hammer

When I was jumping in them houses like I'm fucking Santa

They send me to the slammer, you won't even send a letter

The man with the plan, I ain't playing, I'm 'bout business

Lil Kodak had to get it off the land, talking Disney

You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney

Floating on a Xan, swear to God it got me dizzy

Project baby, I remember eating lilly-dillys

Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen

If I go to jail you niggas will never come and visit

You think she breast feeding me, I'm sucking on her titties

Top Off Benz lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Young Thug)

[Young Thug:]

Ring your broad

I'm 'bout to ring your broad

(Wheezy Beatz)

[Kodak Black:]

Glee!

[Young Thug:]

Yeah, top off the Benz (Top off the Benz, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends (Fucked all of her friends)

Came here to party (Skrt, skrt), check out the options

I make a moshpit (Woo), I never forfeit (Forfeit)

Chanel seats inside the car, dog (I got Chanel seats)

Chanel money, high as the stars, dog (I'm high as the stars)

New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog (New Chanel)

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

Money in every room that I walk in

I got pigeons in the coop and they chargin' in

Got the Hermès on my drawers as I walk through, nigga (I walk through, nigga)

If you see me, I got jewels, what it do, nigga? (what it do, nigga?)

Pull up, hop out a foreign whip

I got some guns in the pool pit

And with my car, got a full kit

Don't make me go brazy, go ludicrous

Been doin' for ages, you new to this

I look at the greatest like who is this?

I ball on 'em like I'm Stojaković

I dunk on your bitch with a lot of dick

I'm promisin' to God, I'ma ball on you

I do it for the dogs that's behind the walls too

I ball with your broad, buy her Gucci, Jimmy Choos

Buy the bitch diamonds and the yellow, Pikachu

Yeah, top off the Benz (Top off the Benz, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends (Fucked all of her friends)

Came here to party (Skrt, skrt), check out the options

I make a moshpit (Woo), I never forfeit (Forfeit)

Chanel seats inside the car, dog (I got Chanel seats)

Chanel money, high as the stars, dog (I'm high as the stars)

New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog (New Chanel)

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

[Kodak Black:]

I fucked the whole crew, yeah, they get exposed too

I call her CNN, yeah 'cause baby, you old news

I hate to say I told ya, yeah but nigga, I told you

Your lady gon' let me paint her, yeah 'cause that what hoes do

I'ma treat you like a queen, yeah 'cause that's what Zoes do

She thicker than cornbread, yeah, I love her like soul food

I eat her like soul food, I'm pullin' up, foreign coupe

Your man don't get no loot, Timberland, I'm on the boot

Your rent is overdue, oh my God, I love my Ru'

You think a nigga soo woo, I'm bangin' on your boo

She follow me like Blue's Clue, but I be on the move

Say free my nigga Woo Woo, my snipers on the loose

S550 my nig', S550 ya dig

[Young Thug:]

Yeah, top off the Benz (Top off the Benz, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends (Fucked all of her friends)

Came here to party (Skrt, skrt), check out the options

I make a moshpit (Woo), I never forfeit (Forfeit)

Chanel seats inside the car, dog (I got Chanel seats)

Chanel money, high as the stars, dog (I'm high as the stars)

New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog (New Chanel)

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

Fuck around and hit your broad, dog

Fuck around and hit you about the sauce, dog

Fuck around and hit it then leave, where's Waldo?

Fuck around, sweep her, dick that ho with that Draco

Fuck around, and make a young nigga go brazy (go brazy, brazy)

Fuck around, and make a young nigga come take me (woo, make your nigga come take me)

We been treatin' y'all boys like hoes for ages (on God)

And controllin' your bitch like Comcast cable (facts, facts)

We got the top and the sun down

I ride 'round the town with the top down

I peacock the colors like clowns (I peacock that, every color)

My water gon' drown you (Yeah)

My Bentley truck sound proof, ayy (Skrrt, skrrt)

Yeah, top off the Benz (Top off the Benz, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I done fucked all of her friends, I done fucked all of her friends (Fucked all of her friends)

Came here to party (Skrt, skrt), check out the options

I make a moshpit (Woo), I never forfeit (Forfeit)

Chanel seats inside the car, dog (I got Chanel seats)

Chanel money, high as the stars, dog (I'm high as the stars)

New Chanel bound to attract the broads, dog (New Chanel)

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

Feeling Like lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Jeezy)

[Kodak Black:]

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me

I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me

I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me"

I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me

I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me

I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me"

I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

My lil nigga trippin', have the one catch a body

He even dropped outta school, took it to his hobby

I told him to just do it and don't talk about it

And once you slide, boy, you better hit everybody

I'm livin' like a sniper, lyin' with the window cracked

'Cause I'm about to see out the end

I be chasin' paper but these ladies, they be after me

And every time I talk to one, they gotta scrap a G

All of 'em got a game plan on try to catch me

Think about my life, every night I'm smokin' grabba leaf

I think about my homies in the system

I think about my homies 'cause I miss 'em

I wish you could call me to come get you, my nigga

You miss Christmas, my nigga

You miss Easter, my nigga

You missin' out on your children

The streets vouch for me 'cause rappin' what I'm livin'

I rap the way I rap 'cause I be rappin' what I'm feelin'

Lil Kodak I'm gone

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me

I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me

I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me"

I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me

I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me

I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me"

I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

[Jeezy:]

Yo, my daughter got a nanny for her other nanny

Bitch, I made it out the hood, motherfuckin' Grammy

Two mil on wheels, that's in my garage

Wish Granny could see me now, bitch, I'm livin' large

Trip to Lauderdale, reupped in Parkway

50/50, make it back, that's what the odds say

Y'all pray for us, we on the turnpike

And if them lights get behind us, I'ma burn rubber

See niggas lose they life, nigga lose their minds

Niggas get to like you, nigga left behind, woo

These niggas love to hate but shit, I love the grind

And ain't no lookin' better, just a waste of time

Long, live, fresh, these niggas ain't right for ya

But keep it real, hey, who really down to die for ya?

All I know is that these chains take a way this pain

Scrapped up in the 'rari in designer frames

Mad luck just hit the last house

My paranoid ass Bentley, got the cash out

I feel like niggas don't want me to be great

Until you're made but they're inside, G's fake

Thank the Lord, I got blessed with some trap money

But the devil got me workin' for this rap money

They tried to stop me livin' good, I'ma die today

Rich nigga from the hood, I'ma die that way

[Kodak Black:]

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me

I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me

I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me"

I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me

I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me

I be thinkin' like, "None these bitches really like me"

I be feelin' like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

Why They Call You Kodak lyrics - Kodak Black

Alright, the name Kodak Black! How'd you get the name Kodak Black? How'd you get the name Kodak Black?

I mean, it's a lotta ways I could explain it. You know what I'm sayin'?

Brrr, glee, Sniper Gang, ayy

I say, "Man, you gotta let me in the club with my Ruger, man, you got to"

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

I ain't goin' in the club, can't bring my Ruger in it

Ain't no cameraman, but I'll shoot a nigga

Now why they call me Kodak? 'Cause I'll shoot a nigga

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

I ain't goin' in the club, can't bring my Ruger in it

Ain't no cameraman, but I'll shoot a nigga

Now why they call me Kodak? 'Cause I'll shoot a nigga

I'm on probation, but I'm slidin' and not even 'posed to be out

But I'm lurkin', tryna come see what your press about

See, when it's 'bout me, I'ma slide, run in yo' house

See, when it's 'bout me, niggas die, 'cause I'm in my prime

I ain't got no time to do no beefin', like I'm a vegan

See when it's pressure, I ain't sleepin', I ain't doin' no tweetin'

And I'll violate to get a pussy nigga straight

And when I pull up, when I'm bussin', that shit out the gate

And I don't leave no shells around with my thirty-eight

And I ain't wearin' a suit, but I'll catch me another case

I ain't no engineer, but I got that toolie on me bih

And when I'm in the club, I got that Ruger on me bih

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

I ain't goin' in the club, can't bring my Ruger in it

Ain't no cameraman, but I'll shoot a nigga

Now why they call me Kodak? 'Cause I'll shoot a nigga

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

I ain't goin' in the club, can't bring my Ruger in it

Ain't no cameraman, but I'll shoot a nigga

Now why they call me Kodak? 'Cause I'll shoot a nigga

I shoot a pussy nigga like I'm doin' a film

I don't lay up, I cross up like I'm in the gym

I got my shooters with me posted with me under the rim

I got my sniper on the bleacher, you don't even see him

I got a Beamer, but I'm slidin' late night in the kill

And I ain't playin' football, but I'm really in the field

And Lil' Kodak, I be flashin', I'm scared of snappin'

And I ain't doin' a show if I can't come in with my ratchet

A nigga ever snap my chain, I'ma stop rappin'

These niggas don't really be 'bout the issue, they just be cappin'

I ain't no engineer, but I got that toolie on me bih

And when I'm in the club, I got that Ruger on me bih

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

I ain't goin' in the club, can't bring my Ruger in it

Ain't no cameraman, but I'll shoot a nigga

Now why they call me Kodak? 'Cause I'll shoot a nigga

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

I ain't goin' in the club, can't bring my Ruger in it

Ain't no cameraman, but I'll shoot a nigga

Now why they call me Kodak? 'Cause I'll shoot a nigga

I mean, it's a lotta ways I could, I could explain it. You know what I'm sayin'? I be livin' for the moment.

Yeah, I could explain it that way. That's some fly shit. I think. I ain't no cameraman though, but I'll shoot a nigga.

I just thought of that, really. People be asking me that question, in this shit. That's my new answer...

There He Go lyrics - Kodak Black

Look, every time you see me I'm surrounded by them snipers

You ain't never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?

I'm from 1800, I'm a hot boy, but I'm iced up

Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don't like you

Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago

Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"

Got me a new lady, we 'bout to take a trip to Mexico

Crackas took my.40 so I'm 'bout to go buy a Draco

Ay, Lil Kodak on the beat I got that bass, ho

Boy I drop that shit that they be waitin' for

I like the Beamer but I'm about to go cop a Wraith tho'

I done peeped your true colors, boy you a rainbow

I got Space Jams on my feet, I'm on the moon

I'm really lit, so I ain't gotta use no auto-tune

Yeah, I'm the shit, but you know damn well I ain't number two

I'm in this bih' around some niggas who ain't got nothin' to lose

But shawty got that head, she got that fire brain

She know I love the head, I love that migraine

You ain't never run off with a boss ainna

She know a nigga be stunting like a Power Ranger

Look, every time you see me I'm surrounded by them snipers

You ain't never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?

I'm from 1800, I'm a hot boy, but I'm iced up

Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don't like you

Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago

Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"

Got me a new lady, we 'bout to take a trip to Mexico

Crackas took my.40 so I'm 'bout to go buy a Draco

These ain't Ray-bans, these Saint Laurent shades, ho

The way my niggas hit your block, you'd think it's Halo

No more home invadin now, I'm on the radio

I don't even like to fuck, I only want fellatio

I done jumped out to that bag, baby check my swag

Money fallin' out my ass, I got a lot of cash

Ay, everybody runnin', nigga got a gun

I ain't makin' beats but the Draco got a drum

I don't wear no fuckin' Yeezys, I got too much sauce

Like I don't believe in Jesus, how I triple cross

I ain't even brush my teeth, but I'm on the block

I ain't even brush my teeth, all I do is floss

Look, every time you see me I'm surrounded by them snipers

You ain't never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?

I'm from 1800, I'm a hot boy, but I'm iced up

Ugly corner where we smile with you and we don't like you

Just hopped off the plane I just got out about a day ago

Everybody love me, when they see me they be like, "There he go!"

Got me a new lady, we 'bout to take a trip to Mexico

Crackers took my.40 so I'm 'bout to go buy a Draco

mixtape: Lil Big Pac (2016)

• Everything 1K
• Vibin In This Bih
• Can I
• Slayed
• Big Bank
• Gave It All I Got
• Too Many Years
• Today
• Purp
• Young Prodigy
• 30
• Letter
• Blood Sweat Tears Revenge 

Everything 1K lyrics - Kodak Black

You know life ain't tied with a bow but it's still a gift though

Yeah life ain't fair but it's still good though

It's a blessing just to be here

Everything 1K

I know you're money hungry

Can't wait 'cause you ain't eat all day

And you gon' lose your mind if you don't get a plate

I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon' relate

It's a struggle man, I'm with you all the way

This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system

Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith

I got to thank God for everything

It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face

Everything 1K

I woke up in the morning on a cold slab

How the hell I'm in a damn cell

I'm in jail taking cold baths

I went down the wrong path

Lil boy don't go that way

You prolly won't last

Before I had the fame I had the name

I earned my stripes like Adidas

Sliding base like I'm Derek Jeter

Growing up with no father, it'll make you evil

How he gon' learn to be a man when you ain't never teach him?

Youngin' can't even read but he totin' the Desert Eagle

Look how she left, I bet she told you she won't never leave you

The same nigga was hating, I turned them to believers

I done made it through the rain and I ain't called FEMA

I know you're money hungry

Can't wait 'cause you ain't eat all day

And you gon' lose your mind if you don't get a plate

I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon' relate

It's a struggle man, I'm with you all the way

This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system

Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith

I got to thank God for everything

It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face

Everything 1K

I probably thank God 'cause without him who is me?

He unlocked my cell when they threw away the key

Jailbird, I was caged in, he came and set me free

I was just on the news, now I'm on MTV

Hurting 'cause your people ate and you ain't get a piece

Now you're taking from your people plate 'cause you just tryna eat

Grinding for a mil and I ain't talkin' 'bout a combo

My mama need a crib, I been thinking 'bout a condo

You nothing when you down, it's crazy how people treat you

Come around now, you can't even hit the reefer

I pray for all my youngins who done took the same route

Brother from the same struggle, cut from the same cloth

I know you're money hungry

Can't wait 'cause you ain't eat all day

And you gon' lose your mind if you don't get a plate

I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon' relate

It's a struggle man, I'm with you all the way

This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system

Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith

I got to thank God for everything

It's a miracle how you'll wake up and your dreams right in your face

Everything 1K

Vibin In This Bih lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Gucci Mane)

Who that is? Lil Kodak

It's Gucci!

1800!

Look!

[Kodak Black:]

Cuban on my wrist, Cuban on my neck, your girl on X

Money talks, she on the phone line, we havin' phone sex

Never duckin' from you peons, I ain't fold yet

Kept it real since the begun, I ain't told yet

I done finally got my muscle up, you know I'm gon' flex

People rootin' for the hustler, I think I'm on next

At your neck, I don't get tired, I ain't gon' rest

You gotta play your cards right, them jack boys on deck

I gotta keep the fan on, you know them girls gon' sweat

I'm tryna put my man on, but he ain't came home yet

Kodak Black but my hoe red, she get her own bread

I hit your girl with the pole, now she walkin' bowlegged

Dirty drink this that prometh, ain't sippin' Moët

I'm just tryna stay focused, ain't tryna go flat

You turn cold when the heater on, I know you're gon' melt

I've been smokin' broccoli, they say it's good for your health

Nah I'm good, I don't need your help, I do it myself

I know you don't really love me, you're just lovin' my wealth

It's lil Kodak, the finesse kid, walkin' like a lick

Hittin' licks, now I'm droppin' hits, mouthpiece cost a brick

In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit

In the club, poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

In the club, boppin' in this bih, bibin' with my clique

All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit

In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

[Gucci Mane:]

Lock me in a box, but I'm comin' out swingin'

Watch 200 so I'm comin' out blingin'

Somethin' like the wind, can't touch, just hear me

Suckas can't see me, but they damn sure feel me

They say, "Gucci Mane gone, the rap game ain't nothin'"

Soon as he left, the coke price start jumpin'

Walk around the club like I walked around the yard

Nigga I'm the trap god, you tryna look hard

I'll never ever ever ask the police to protect me

Never ever ever let a rapper disrespect me

Next up from Gucci Mane, gun clappin' gon' happen

Put a cap to the captain, see my bullets tap dancin'

Guwop!

[Kodak Black:]

In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit

In the club, poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

In the club, boppin' in this bih, bibin' with my clique

All she wanted was to take a pic, but now she gettin' hit

In the club, boppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

Can I lyrics - Kodak Black

[Intro - Kodak Black:]

Yeah

This my shit right here

This my kinda shit right here

Y'all know me, the son

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

Can I ball? Can I chill?

Can I stunt?

Would I live long enough to raise my son?

Made something out of nothin'

And nothin' what I'm from

Can your boy do something productive for once?

And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it

Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy

Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby

Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

If I tell you how I feel, can I fuck?

I gotta see if the pussy good before I cuff

I'm really in the feels so I need someone to hug

I'm out here like for real so I be needin' a little love

All you gotta do is grind

It's gon' take time

Ain't no time to chill

Ain't no time to vibe

All my people wanted me to sit my ass down

But I been on gold since I got off my behind

Everybody wanna shine

Nobody wanna grind

See my nigga workin' hard, that shit paid him off fine

None of this shit just fall from the sky

I'm puttin' in work, I done forgot that I was tired

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

Can I ball? Can I chill?

Can I stunt?

Would I live long enough to raise my son?

Made something out of nothin'

And nothin' what I'm from

Can your boy do something productive for once?

And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it

Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy

Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby

Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya

[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]

Can a nigga eat in peace?

You leechin' for a crumb

Niggas ain't even showin' ya love where ya from

Them people took my 40s, so I'm about to go buy a pump

What if the trolls roll up on me right? Should I run?

Can I take you out to lunch?

I just wanna get you full then get all in your stomach

I just made shawty tell a man that she done

Lately she been tellin' me she love me, should I run?

I'm gone, I'm done

I shook and went describin'

I'm not a bad kid, I just didn't have no guidance

Fuck a home run, you boys be runnin' in houses

Robbin', connivin', wylin' and burglarizin'

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

Can I ball? Can I chill?

Can I stunt?

Would I live long enough to raise my son?

Made something out of nothin'

And nothin' what I'm from

Can your boy do something productive for once?

And once a nigga make it, they gon' wanna take it

Money don't change ya, but it do drive ya crazy

Lil nigga out the projects, they rootin' for the baby

Even when you showin' love, they still gon' wanna hate ya

Slayed lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Boosie Badazz)

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

My nigga slayed a nigga, I just came from hanging with him

I don't know what really happened, I think he home invading him

You never catch me out here clapping unless they paid a nigga

Why the fuck I chase a bitch when I don't even chase the liquor

Hell yeah they call me Kodak but I ain't come to take no picture

So icy, make it blizzard, and the lean I'm sippin' sizzurp

Lil Wiz, they been kicking doors, I call that boy a wizard

Damn, I was textin' drivin', I looked up, I wrecked the fender

Wally say boy you better get her so I blitzed her

No time to waste, therefore if I get her I'm a hit her

My mama say, baby you a winner not a quitter

Well not today, 'cause mama soon as I hit her I'm a quit her

Cut the top with a scissor, turned my new car to a vert

I might need a new liver 'cause my body full of syrup

Kodak Black, but I'm smoking purp, thinkin' 'bout cheesy purp

Rest in peace, Wayne Head and Purp, them boys down to earth

She know I'm a beast at every angle, you can call me Kurt

Flipped her over by her ankles, locked her and she called me Kurt

She know I be getting to the paper, I be putting in work

Up the road, playing with the papers, yeah I got that work

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

I'm on that greedy shit, that fiendin' shit, I need a piece

I'm on that wreckless shit, that selfish shit, I'm playing for keeps

Money hungry, I can't smell bitch, I gotta eat

I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep

I'm on that schemin' shit, you better give me everything

I'm on that teamin' shit, the devil know I keep that heat

You remind me of your bitch, I got you on your knees

Jeep Cherokee, I'm skiing with my dope boy wrist

[Verse 2 - Boosie Badazz:]

Take his bag then smash, what uncle telling me

Dirty pistol, dirty mask, another felony

Rocks in my mouth, I spit 'em out when I was sellin' weed

Choppers was tryna take me out at only seventeen

9 Glock, body rock, this bitch hold 17

Mouth wet, pussy hot, she just was 17 (too young for me)

Cocaine under my nails, working this triple beam

No fingerprints on my shells, too sticky from the lean

I'm on that greedy shit, it's mine, I ain't gon' feed a bitch

Leave you leaking quick, one shot, one kill, Desert Eagle shit

I really got it out the mud, this ain't no freebie shit

Guess how I got all my muscle, from deleting shit

Hard on the pussy, no old lady, I just borrow the pussy

These niggas thugging for the gram, gon' record the pussy

Boy you remind me of your bitch, you a bitch

Your address supposed to be a nigga's ditch

Old pussy ass nigga

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

I'm on that greedy shit, that fiendin' shit, I need a piece

I'm on that wreckless shit, that selfish shit, I'm playing for keeps

Money hungry, I can't smell bitch, I gotta eat

I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep

I'm on that schemin' shit, you better give me everything

I'm on that teamin' shit, the devil know I keep that heat

You remind me of your bitch, I got you on your knees

Jeep Cherokee, I'm skiing with my dope boy wrist

Big Bank lyrics - Kodak Black

Oh this the real deal, like for real for real?

I thought lil shawty was the real deal and I guess not

But this the real deal? For real?

Lil nigga I got big bank

I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank

Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't

Smoking medicate help me meditate

You was so wack, I don't wanna hear your mixtape

His diamonds so wet, he got it out the fish tank

I swear all I do is crank like I never think

I don't think I just crank, I don't hesitate

Let it spray, Kodak let it spray

I ain't got to tote no 5, keep it just in case

Them niggas ever get out of line, put them in they place

'Cause I be staying out the way, them niggas in the way

It Lil Kodak, I don't rap, bitch I illustrate

It like I be painting pictures but I picture paint

So why they call you Kodak Black? You sippin' Easter pink

I be right there at your house, think it's trick or treat

I be drawing when I speak, see it vividly

I keep a 30 clip but this a Glock 23

Think it's sweet then come and see, I'ma demonstrate

Drop two ounces of codeine in my Minute Maid

Lil nigga I got big bank

I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank

Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't

Smoking medicate help me meditate

You was so wack, I don't wanna hear your mixtape

His diamonds so wet, he got it out the fish tank

I swear all I do is crank like I never think

I don't think I just crank, I don't hesitate

You ain't gotta like my music but you gon' respect me

By the way when you approach me better come correctly

I be on that Little Caesar's shit, hot and ready

All the motherfucking bread, where the damn jelly?

I can't understand these bitches, they so damn messy

I want to motivate them niggas but I got them jealous

Lil nigga I got big racks

I be flexing, wondering why I ain't got no six pack

All this flexin', I deserve to have a six pack

I stay finessing, break a nigga like a Kit-Kat

I stay finessing, break a nigga like a Kit-Kat

Lil nigga I got big bank

I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank

Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't

Smoking medicate help me meditate

You was so wack, I don't wanna hear your mixtape

His diamonds so wet, he got it out the fish tank

I swear all I do is crank like I never think

I don't think I just crank, I don't hesitate

Gave It All I Got lyrics - Kodak Black

In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up

Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box

Kodak Black, I'm the truth man

This another one

In my own bubble nigga, had to clear my circle up

Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box

Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par

You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block

Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot

I was going up top and hiding pieces in my socks

Find another route, and I turned it up a notch

Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got

Fuck the FPL, bitch we buckin' all the power

I been doing well since I bumped into that power

Yeah them niggas straight, but ain't no nigga like a nigga from Broward

Running out of mollies so I laced her up with powder

Young nigga, I just wanna lay low and chill

Hoe don't call me Kodak thought I told you call me Bill

You know a nigga clutching got to keep that thang concealed

Nigga what's the point of doing it if you ain't gon do that shit for real?

Damn man, I thought Ian Rapport keep it real

Used to fuck with Carlo 'till he showed me what it is

Can't believe Dieuson, looked up to him when I was lil

I ain't even shocked, kinda expected that shit from Khalil

In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up

Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box

Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par

You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block

Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot

I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock

Find another route, and I turned it up a notch

Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got

Best believe let it sit too long and it's gon' rot

I seen it comin', once you leave your home we in ya spot

I'm in school, I got a glue stick, filled it up with rock

If I up it, I'mma shoot it, 40 with a cock

40 with a dick, yeah, extendo on my Glock

Cash for gold I use to catch a city bus way to the swap

I done growed up, young nigga 18

Mondo let me hold a 9 and that shit there got a beam

Went on a lil mission by myself, only me

Niggas tryna intervene, come between a nigga dream

Lil JackBoy he just call me I'm like "What's up, what you need?"

Even though he straight, I still sent him something for canteen

In my own bubble nigga, I had to clear my circle up

Cause wasn't nobody with me when I was piped out in the box

Grab them one for ones and end up goin' double par

You would think a nigga homeless, man he stay on the block

Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot

I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock

Find another route, and I turned it up a notch

Had to quit half steppin', had to give it all I got

Too Many Years lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. PnB Rock)

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

'Cause I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

I told my mama we gon' be fine

So I'm up all night way after sleep time

I'm just thinkin' 'bout Lil Kuda, gave my dog a dime

He put a buckshot in a niggas behind

No daddy so I grew up to the street life

But my son, I'm a keep him in the beehive

Scheming on a heist, I need to change my life

Been geekin' all night, I'm going senile

With two niggas toting three 4-5's

I seen a nigga play gangsta, then he broke now

Lost a lot, lost his mind in the courthouse

I'm on XXL, I'm in New York now

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]

I keep thinkin' 'bout my niggas

I think I need a jigga I would keep on falling victim

Lost up in the system

Miss my brothers and my sisters

Damn I miss my lil one

I know sometimes I be tripping

But I just miss my niggas

I got codeine in my liver

I gave the judge a piece of me

I'm too street for the industry

But I think that's where I need to be

'Cause verbally, mentally, and physically I keep that heat

Me and my brother fit in

We smoking one with PnB

Niggas say they fuck with me

But low-key they be easing me

Bitches don't mean shit to me

People tryna sentence me

How a youngin' posted on the street, gon' call it Sesame

1K 'til the death of me, don't put your life in jeopardy

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard, niggas in the state yards

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

Today lyrics - Kodak Black

Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive

But today, I don't want to take no pictures

Today, I'm not Kodak I'm Lil Bill

Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel

And I don't wanna go in front of no crowd

Today, I wanna tote my .40 cal

Sorry, I ain't wanna take your mixtape

Sorry, I forgot it was your b-day

I don't give a fuck about your birthday

You ain't ever tell me happy birthday

Today they gon' read my nigga verdict

Today I might post a Throwback Thursday

She wanna fuck with me because I'm Haitian

And that boy don't fuck with me because I'm Haitian

Fuck the fame, I be in my own lane paper chasin'

Road runnin, gettin' to the money I be drag racin'

I wanna fuck you too girl but I can't

Your boyfriend ain't gon' play my songs again

Well fuck it, you ain't gotta be a fan

Nigga is you a groupie or my friend?

Fuck your daughter, I ain't comin to her party

Imma be there Kodak boppin, acting rowdy

I don't think you want me at her party, I might lace the birthday cake with molly

I'm in the mall, don't talk to me I'm shoppin'

Baby girl, your MCM be flockin'

Sorry, I don't mean to disrespect him

But nigga, I ain't come to hear no lectures

Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive

But today, I don't want to take no pictures

Today, I'm not Kodak I'm Lil Bill

Today, I don't give a fuck how you feel

And I don't wanna go in front of no crowd

Today, I wanna tote my .40 cal

Sorry, I ain't wanna take your mixtape

Sorry, I forgot it was your bday

I don't give a fuck about your birthday

You ain't ever tell me happy birthday

Today they gon' read my nigga verdict

Today I might post a Throwback Thursday

Purp lyrics - Kodak Black

Oh, my bad, I thought that was a freebie

Skrt-Skrt, then I skeet-skeet

See me when you see me

I'm tryna keep everybody happy but I just end up hurt

And Lord knows that I'm blessed but sometimes I feel cursed

Took Wayne Head off this earth, then put him in the dirt

Took Cheezy Purp off this earth just to put him on a shirt

And when that .40 burst that shit like firework

So why they call you Kodak Black? You smokin' purp

I get right in that skirt and then she squirt, squirt

I jump right in that coupe and then I skrt, skrt

Look, I ain't finna fall for anything, I know my worth

And I ain't finna let you ride my wave because I don't surf

It'll go down any second, you better stay alert

I'ma eat that pussy for breakfast, save room for dessert

I woke up and straight applied pressure out the gate

Nigga, you can't walk a mile in my size 8's

I'm tryna understand why all these niggas hate?

Because I be in my own lane, I'm tryna motivate

I wish I could hold .20 in my .38

But round here we ride 30's fuck them 28's

I'm tryna keep everybody happy but I just end up hurt

And Lord knows that I'm blessed but sometimes I feel cursed

Took Wayne Head off this earth, then put him in the dirt

Took Cheezy Purp off this earth just to put him on a shirt

And when that .40 burst that shit like firework

So why they call you Kodak Black? You smokin' purp

I get right in that skirt and then she squirt, squirt

I jump right in that coupe and then I skrt, skrt

They say them youngings take something real quick

Lil' nigga I be thuggin, quick to scheme some shit

Baby jump on my dick, I'll run in your shit

I will jump in your shit

I will go in your shit

And now I'm understanding all them people phony

But I can't believe my people put them people on me

I'm geekin', I ain't going to sleep I'm on a monkey

Leave me alone, I'm rollin'

Leave me alone, I'm rollin'

My nigga kick your door in, love to kick a door in

I don't wanna go back to scopin', wanna go back to pokin'

I guess I gotta pay for all the shit I did

I guess I can't forget that I was hitting licks

I jumped straight to size seven, I skipped size six

I'm tryna get up out the 'jects, I can't stay out this shit

Gotta stay out this shit

Gotta stay out the mix

I'm tryna keep everybody happy but I just end up hurt

And Lord knows that I'm blessed but sometimes I feel cursed

Took Wayne Head off this earth, then put him in the dirt

Took Cheezy Purp off this earth just to put him on a shirt

And when that .40 burst that shit like firework

So why they call you Kodak Black? You smokin' purp

I get right in that skirt and then she squirt, squirt

I jump right in that coupe and then I skrt, skrt

Young Prodigy lyrics - Kodak Black

[Intro - Kodak Black:]

Aye, aye

Out here you gonna eat or starve, man

I'm a need what's on your plate, gimme that

Everything 1K over here

I'm hungry

Aye, look

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

Royalty can't buy you loyalty

Tell me, if I lose everything

Would you be over me?

I'm a tell you like they told me

This fame it ain't immortally

I ain't finna go switch oversea

Ain't no money controlling me

Black boy gave me a throwaway

I kept that shit, I ain't throw it away

Ten bands for the Jaguar

When I wrecked that shit, I remember that day

Been up, I been on my back

Now I'm up like an insomniac

Remember I made my first stack

When Wally had that Pontiac

Went to jail and I came back

Went through hell and I came back

Was in my cell, recreating myself

I died, and then I came back

Wondering where my partners at

Ain't write me and I acknowledge that

Snoop had me selling powder bags

He ain't even give me a dollar back

Later on, started sneaking shit in my pocket like it's contraband

Finessin' had me lookin' back at my profit, I had seven bands

Me, Mark, Greg, Tracy went up the road, hit for eleven bands

Project Baby, taliban

It's Kodak, run and tell a friend

It's for my mama, she love me

She just want the best for me

Told me I should be in the booth instead of posted up on the ugly

Was in the club on that Hennessy

Now you see me sippin' bubbly

All the stripper hoes on me

I ain't even gotta throw money

I ain't even gotta throw money

[Hook x2 - Kodak Black:]

I'm a young prodigy

Now my plate filet mignon

No more collard greens

Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"

I'm smokin' broccoli

If you wasn't in the trenches with me

You can't rock with me

[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]

I was cheatin' on my girlfriend

I fell in love with finesse

Now I'm married to the money, catch me stuntin' on my ex

Call it Smackdown, hit your bitch with the triple X

Need a Gatorade break, they caught me running up a check

Ever since a youngin' I been runnin' up the guap

Coulda ran track, but I was busy runnin' from the cops

I'm a young Haitian

VVSes in my watch like a Dalmatian

Bitch I got one hundred and one spots

Remember playing Lego, now I'm really on the blocks

Smoking loud, got my eyes so low I look like Fetty Wap

Jumpin' out ya window like Jeff Hardy

I'm a dirty nigga, boy, I got your bitch turnt up on molly

[Hook x2 - Kodak Black:]

I'm a young prodigy

Now my plate filet mignon

No more collard greens

Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"

I'm smokin' broccoli

If you wasn't in the trenches with me

You can't rock with me

30 lyrics - Kodak Black

Baby girl I got 3 dicks

Fuck with me, I got 3 dicks

30 bitches, I got 30 clips

I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops

30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth

You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot

Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop

Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot

30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked

Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot

16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out

I ain't with that shit, I swear to god

I'm on that shit, I swear to god

And really this a 40

But my 40 hold 30

Met a cougar bitch, she 30

She heard a nigga putting that work in

Ho I'm just sliding, I ain't serving

I be gliding, I be swerving

Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning

I be sniping and deserting

Skrt skrt, I be leaning when I'm turning

All my pieces working, got me splurging

I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops

30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth

You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot

Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop

Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot

30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked

Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot

16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out

Rest in peace to my grandpa, he had 30 jits

I'm not a killer, but where the beat? I wanna murder it

This a drought, it ain't no work, this shit been working bih

So I'm lurkin' bih, I'm 'bout to go on a burglary

Them people playing at my bank, they think I'm doing scams

Nigga drop the 28, he lost seven grams

Blackin' P's every day like I'm Will.I.am

Heard you niggas was looking for me well here I am!

Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning

I be sniping and deserting

Skrt skrt, I be leaning when I'm turning

All my pieces working, got me splurging

I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops

30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth

You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot

Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop

Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot

30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked

Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot

16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out