Remember The Times lyrics - Kodak Black
Yeah, I know ain't nothin' new under the sun and shit
But ain't nobody did it how I'm doin' it and after me, ain't nobody gon' do it like me
I'm only happy when I'm thuggin'
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
Ever since then, ain't seen them guys
Remember how we felt when Meechco died
We couldn't pick no sides
Remember the way I felt inside
I was in that cell, Lil Boobie had died
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
Ever since then, ain't seen them guys
Remember how we felt when Meechco died
We couldn't pick no sides
Remember the way I felt inside
I was in that cell and watched Hill die
Yeah, I was in the cell when X had died
Send me to jail, you know I'm gon' ride
Never gon' care, I'm never gon' cry
Sent me to Hell, I got baptized there
Run around with that fire
They don't even know how I'm feelin' inside
I can't even hide, I'm criminalized
I try to be cool, I'm tryna be nice
But it get hard sometimes
Shot that nigga in front of the house
And I couldn't sleep that night
They say I'm slow 'cause I been writin' lil' prayer
They know we get loud
My cousin got robbed right by my dawg
But I picked my homeboy side
How do I seem in front of my people 'dem?
I've been livin' this life
Lookin' real good, they got me in Hollywood
They say that I'm blind
By all the shiny things, designer frames
Can't see my eyes
Blood in my pupils, ain't 'em?
I be thinkin' 'bout death, thinkin' 'bout shootin' people
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
Ever since then, ain't seen them guys
Remember how we felt when Meechco died
We couldn't pick no sides
Remember the way I felt inside
I was in that cell, Lil Boobie had died
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
Ever since then, ain't seen them guys
Remember how we felt when Meechco died
We couldn't pick no sides
Remember the way I felt inside
I was in that cell and watched Hill die
Ayy, yeah, I be gettin' on these beats, I be tryna vent sometimes
Boy, you know we had tied you up with them zip-ties
I'm a murderer, I'm a burglar with these grip pliers
Me and Deebo stealin' cars right off the lot
You had told on me, we got caught stealin' that Mazda dented
Yeah, I remember I had robbed the Sprint store and I ain't even much go to sprintin'
Lil' Kodak, I shoot a nigga right now, you'll think I'm photogenic
They call me Kill Bill, spin, then you already know how I'm livin'
I do remember you had made me feel lovin'
And how you tricked me? I thought that you love it
I was ready to kill you when you called me lil' buddy
And you remember too, y'all remember
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
Ever since then, ain't seen them guys
Remember how we felt when Meechco died
We couldn't pick no sides
Remember the way I felt inside
I was in that cell, Lil Boobie had died
Remember how I felt when E got shot
I was ridin' with the heat 'round town
Remember first time when we got tried
Ever since then, ain't seen them guys
Remember how we felt when Meechco died
We couldn't pick no sides
Remember the way I felt inside
I was in that cell and watched Hill die
I Wanna Live lyrics - Kodak Black
I want the Rolls-Royce truck, I'm in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I wanna live, I wanna chill, I want a bunch of things
I want the Rolls-Royce truck, I'm in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I wanna live, I wanna chill, I want a bunch of things
I'm tryna run my money up, I'm tryna die slow
My uncle knew I was a star, he call me maestro
I'm blowin' jet fuel pack, I blow nitro
I'm tryna pull the roof back and live life, though
I wanna peel off in the coupe like grapefruit
I ain't fuckin' with that ho, that bitch straight swoop
She just wan' me come and hit it like I'm Babe Ruth
She just wanna come and eat me like Baby Ruth
I want the Rolls-Royce truck, I'm in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I wanna live, I wanna chill, I want a bunch of things
I want the Rolls-Royce truck, I'm in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I wanna live, I wanna chill, I want a bunch of things
I sacrificed, I risked my life, I love this shit, I'd do it twice
That boy just came back home from jail, he clutchin' already
So many days, so many nights, I got a chop, earned my stripes
I pour my soul out in the mic, I hope God hear me
I'm goin' in, ain't got no friends, I keep it all business
Can't none of these bitches hold it down, but they all pretty
I'm tryna get up out the streets, I want a hundred milly
I want my diamonds on fleek, I'm tryna be litty
I want the Rolls-Royce truck, I'm in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I wanna live, I wanna chill, I want a bunch of things
I want the Rolls-Royce truck, I'm in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I wanna live, I wanna chill, I want a bunch of things
Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe lyrics - Kodak Black
(Greedy Money)
Ayy, I don't even, like, like
I don't even be on all that double cup shit no more (Dubba-AA flexin')
I'm too rich for that
I drink out the bottle
(This is the sound)
Used to two cup, then I roll up, bust a blunt, I stuff 'em both
I don't do cups, I'm a millionaire, no double cups no more
Plus my girls ain't stuck up now, I get like any out a ho
I remember I ain't have shit, now I got eeny-miny-moe
I want eeny-miny-moe
Either Porsche, either or
He's a whore, the guy's a girl
Here's your whore, mine and yours
Money pilin' off the floor
Diamonds galore, I'll be yours
I could find a wife right now, just pick a bride and I'll be yours
I swear you could open up a business, mine and yours
I swear you could start yourself a business finding yours
My lil' bitch from Carol City, popping fraud, that's how I get it
Don't pour codeine in my soda, get it raw, that's nothin' silly
I like it raw, that's how I sip it
When I'm fucking, I go raw when I be in it
I was in the projects, nigga, I was eating lilly dillies
That was the last straw, nigga, I swear you ain't fucking with me
She wanted to be my main, I just took that bitch to Piggly Wiggly
I'll kidnap, but I don't play with children, ayy
That a stolo or a loaner, is it rented?
In a white Audi, call it mayo when I whip it, ayy
Used to two cup, then I roll up, bust a blunt, I stuff 'em both
I don't do cups, I'm a millionaire, no double cups no more
Plus my girls ain't stuck up now, I get like any out a ho
I remember I ain't have shit, now I got eeny-miny-moe
I want eeny-miny-moe
Either Porsche, either or
He's a whore, the guy's a girl
Here's your whore, mine and yours
Money pilin' off the floor
Diamonds galore, I'll be yours
I could find a wife right now, just pick a bride and I'll be yours
A hundred ain't enough, I'm 1k with it, uh
Kodak Bop, I don't K-Wang Wit It
Smelled her in that pussy, Red Lobster there, then I hang in it
I brought my whole gang in the building, you niggas can't hang with me
I got on all my chains on, I'm takin' it with to the grave with me
This big old Cuban link don't pop, I might get off the chain with it
I throw my set up, pull my gun out, then get in the paint with it
I'm a Sniper, biker, pop a wheely
Giggity giggity, jiggas got me jigging, I'm in here steady geekin'
I'll plug a nigga up, that glizzy came with extended clip
That glizzy came with extended
I'm a pro with this shit, I keep the tool like an engineer
Used to two cup, then I roll up, bust a blunt, I stuff 'em both
I don't do cups, I'm a millionaire, no double cups no more
Plus my girls ain't stuck up now, I get like any out a ho
I remember I ain't have shit, now I got eeny-miny-moe
I want eeny-miny-moe
Either Porsche, either or
He's a whore, the guy's a girl
Here's your whore, mine and yours
Money pilin' off the floor
Diamonds galore, I'll be yours
I could find a wife right now, just pick a bride and I'll be yours
Spain lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Jackboy, Tory Lanez)
(Got OT on my beat, so, bitch, you know we cranking up)
($K)
[Kodak Black:]
Ayy, all my niggas Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
Ayy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
I'm ridin', slidin', four-door, blue Mulsanne
I don't wanna kick the bobo with you lames
I'm a player, she know I be running game
She love my mumbo jumbo, I be talking slang
I'm poppin' the rhythm, shawty love my dialect
And I'm dyin' about these diamonds on my neck
And if I'm lyin', then I'm flyin', you can bet
I got tired of vibin' with niggas, I'm gettin' them checks
Ayy, I pull up on you niggas, bop, bop
And I'm well-connected, nigga, hotspot
Bop, bop, you gon' get your top popped
I'ma let them shots out, I'ma let the Glock pop
[Kodak Black (Tory Lanez):]
Ayy, all my niggas Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain (Canada, uh)
Ayy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains (Uh)
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain (Yeah)
[Tory Lanez:]
First I hop in the Scat', Scat'
Big Glock 9 in my backpack
Shit go grrat, go tat-tat
We ain't got time for no backtrack
Damn, that my young young (Uh)
Pussy-ass nigga too comfortable playin' that 'Gram
I play with that 9, it stay in my hand
I get in a tussle, I pray it don't jam (Brr)
Bitch, I'm out late with the shooters
If I go to jail and I'm making a spread, then I'm taking your noodles
Taking my dick, it get placed in a cooler
I'm fucking that bitch, you can't make me get neutered
Callin' up Kellz when he went to jail
I heard he was fuckin' the C.O.
We one and the same, I was fuckin' my P.O.
I hit it good, she let me smoke on the d-low
I fuck her from a.m. to p.m., ayy
Thirty-six millimeter watch, we don't do those
Hopped out the dealer, then I popped out a two-door
Pussy pink hot, bitch, thot like a Nuvo, ayy
Caught the nigga slippin' at a G5 (G5), ayy
Louis V mask, got an Etai
We got Haitian-ass niggas yellin', "Z fye"
They ain't never ever 'bout to ever let the beef ride, pussy, ayy
[Kodak Black:]
Ayy, all my niggas Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
Ayy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
[Jackboy:]
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
Didn't even get her name, but I still got that bitch brain
I'ma just fuck it up, I promise we are not the same
I'm in the cut tryna live it up, I don't give no fucks 'bout this fame
Was on the block tryna climb to the top, out here selling crack rocks
You live in the house all day, probably playing on TikTok
I done flooded my clock, I got big rocks on my watch
I extended my Glock, tryna run down on an opp
Yeah, pussy nigga try to go against me, he gon' lose
If a nigga run up on me I promise I'll knock him right outta his shoes
Fuck you, pay me, I'm rude, uh
Fucked his bitch, now he in a bad mood
Play with me, then I'm bangin' dude
Speak on me, then I'm coming for you
[Kodak Black:]
Ayy, all of my niggas Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
Ayy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang
A nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame
I'm dyin' about this money and these chains
I'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain
The Fire lyrics - Kodak Black
I don't need nobody sayin' I went and changed on them
You know the real me, knew all the pain I hold in
You acting like I didn't love you better than him
Bitch, you acting like I didn't treat you better
I put double G's on your sweater
Every time you called me, it's whatever
Your first flight, it was private, private jet
I had you ridin' around, goin' Scotty
And I don't like to say what I did for nobody
But I put them wings on your jeans like you flying
How you finna turn on your nigga overnight?
When them bitches wasn't fuckin' with you, baby, I was ridin'
When them niggas wasn't fuckin' with you niggas, I was slidin'
Stepping on these niggas when these niggas be out of line
I see where your head at, now you simple-minded
Why you even think like that? You niggas biased
Why you got to lie?
Bitch, I had you dripping, custom linen, ain't no vinyl
Nigga, I had you Christian Louboutins, draped in designer
Stacked me a couple million, I ain't switch up on you either
This that fire
All them niggas was breakin' your heart, lil' bitch, I stayed beside you
I don't wanna snipe him
Once I got that money, I turned around and went and signed ya
Oh, I know you runnin' through that fire every day
Think your time'll get expired any day
I know you runnin' with that fire every day
Any nigga come and try you, let it spray
I know you runnin' through that fire every day
Think your time'll get expired any day
I know you runnin' with that fire every day
Any nigga come and try you, let it spray
I know you runnin' through that fire
You think your time'll get expired, ayy
I know you runnin' with that fire, yeah
Any nigga come and try you, let it spray
Pimpin Ain't Eazy lyrics - Kodak Black
Tied, they dead, flies everywhere
Y'all know that, it's Lil Kodak, ayy, you play, you lay
Ain't no punk in me
Ain't no punk in me but I be pulling out the strap
Like I'm a dyke, or something
Niggas plottin' on us (Ayy, ayy)
I be pullin' out straps on these fuck niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
I was in the 8-5, me and Pac hittin' it
I been out six months, made four million
Slide in the 6-4, windows tinted
Nigga had to get low, them boys start hittin'
Fuck around, hit the lil' hoe with no jimmy
If a nigga say go, better go kill him
Said that Lil' Zo he cut throat with no feelings
Mama watch her lil' boy turn into a menace
I don't care, I go fed and get a life sentence
I want everybody dead, nigga no limit
I don't shake niggas' hands, 'cause I ain't friendly
When I pull up to the crib, have no panties
I been leanin' to the right, like I'm on xannies
I been thuggin' all my life, I ain't romantic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
When I whip out the .45, don't panic
I be pullin' out straps on these fuck niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
New AP, flood
Water on my butt like a tub
I got my lil' gun in the club
Don't worry about me, I'm a thug
You kill a street nigga, get a dime
If you kill a rap nigga, get a dub
Big chain on my neck, don't budge
Fuckin' DeJ Loaf like a stud
I swapped out the mic for the gun
I swapped out the ice for the mud
I swapped out the spice for the bud
Fuckin' on a dyke, I'm in love
I'm fuckin' with a dyke, she the one
Kodak don't show no remorse
I be automatic, tryna get a nigga touched
Kodak on tour, with his boys
Say they got a whole gun store on the bus
Missy Elliott, come and sex me
Hoppin' off a jet, to a cheque, to a jet-ski
I beatbox a nigga like the music
I'm thuggin' in my Reebok, I never need Gucci
I don't even see the confusion
I'm fuckin' Young M.A., long as she got a coochie
Say she got the strap and the toolie
Say she put the crack in her booty
I be pullin' out straps on these fuck niggas
I go Young M.A. on these dumb bitches
Like a dyke man, you niggas can't fuck with me
If a nigga says it's up, then it's stuck with me
What's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
Ayy, what's the principle? Pimpin' ain't easy
I'm invincible, niggas can't beat me
I Knew It lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. CBE, Gucci Mane)
Now ever since I started fucking with you, I changed my whole lil' rundown
(DzyOnDaBeat)
(Dyryk, when we link up, we legendary)
I knew it right away
I was gon' be yours, you was gon' be bae
Ever since we fell in love
Ever since you gave me the time of day
I switched my whole setup
I'm keeping it real, ain't tryna play
You know I'm fucked about you
Everything you do, everything you say
I'm on another time
I wanna be yours, you gotta be mine
Going through a lot
Be patient with me, hold me down
I'm going through a lot
Be patient with me, hold me down
I'm on another time
I wanna be yours, you gotta be mine
I'm going through a lot
Be patient with me, hold me down
Free Kodak
ASAP
They say I changed my ways
I give a fuck what people say, I'm tryna fill the safe (Racks)
Done got so rich, I play it safe, I'm on a paper chase (Go)
I did the time, you switched on me and helped them build a case (Yeah)
I got a past, I know it's bad and it can't be erased (Nah)
Mistake after mistake like I can't catch a break
I bought a Phantom the other day, and my bitch the truck and Wraith
No, they can't fuck with bae
They wish that they was in her place, I went away
She held me down every single day and every way
That's why I changed the name
My wife, you earned the right to say, it's Gucci
Ayy, see, it don't cost a dollar just to keep it real
Nah
Ayy
Ayy, shawty said she was gon' ride for me
When that time came, she ain't even ride for me (Nah)
Ayy, my dawg said he was gon' slide for me (Yep)
When that time came, he ain't even slide for me (Nah)
Rippin' and runnin', road runnin', big burner on my hip
Rippin' and runnin', road runnin', big burner on my hip
Ain't been thuggin' on the Ugly, I been moving swift
Came out the fire since I was a youngin and you knew this shit
When I be out here actin' a dummy, you be losing it
So I can't say that you don't love me, I just do stupid shit
Rippin' and runnin', road runnin' with a hundred clip
I be tryna get this shit together for the fuck of it
Babe, I'm tryna get this shit together for the both of us
Babe, I'm tryna get this shit together for the both of us
Feeling Myself Today lyrics - Kodak Black
(Earl on the Beat)
I don't know if you see it or not, but I'm feelin' myself today
I ain't even thinkin' 'bout you right now 'cause I'm feelin' myself today
Whip the foreign out the lot, now I'm feelin' myself today
I just bought another spot, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Young nigga, I got old money, I got old hundreds
I'm maneuvering and road runnin' and it's so funny
I put D'USSÉ on the rocks, I thank God I beat the case
Made a movie on the spot, now they feelin' some type of way
And just in case you wanna know, I be bougie everyday
Just in case you wanna know, I'm still thuggin', slangin' K's
Sent my lil' nigga up top and he brought me back a lot
And it's either you in or out, and it's either you down or not
I'm out here all around the clock
And I bet my diamonds Kodak Bop
And I bet I keep my 40 Glock
If you run up on me, you gon' get popped
I don't know if you see it or not, but I'm feelin' myself today
I ain't even thinkin' 'bout you right now 'cause I'm feelin' myself today
Whip the foreign out the lot, now I'm feelin' myself today
I just bought another spot, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Whip the baby out the pot, wah
I just did a walk through for a hundred bands
You ain't ever finna go nowhere, you ain't got a plan
And what's overstood ain't gotta be understand
Gotta be just like me, I'm too for real
Feel so good right now on the way here
Platinum in my mouth from ear to ear
And ain't nobody gon' fuck her how I feel
Nigga, you gotta be concrete, gotta be steel
Runnin' with zombies 'til I'm killed
Shoppin' at Barneys, no cartoon
You can't even copy what I do
Feel so good, I crashed the Porsche
'Cause I can buy another Porsche
Every time I'm in New York
You already know where the hell I be goin'
I don't know if you see it or not, but I'm feelin' myself today
I ain't even thinkin' 'bout you right now 'cause I'm feelin' myself today
Whip the foreign out the lot, now I'm feelin' myself today
I just bought another spot, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Now I'm feelin' myself today, now I'm feelin' myself today
Serene lyrics - Kodak Black
I been tryna be more serene, ayy
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna let go of them beans
Every day I'm pourin' lean
I been thinkin' this whore for me
I been tryna keep everything goin' steady
I just wanna be free, I wanna be level-headed
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna let go of them beans
Every day I'm pourin' lean
I been thinkin' this whore for me
I been tryna keep everything goin' steady
I just wanna be free, I wanna be level-headed
All I talk is real shit, that Section 8
Ridin' 'round, we flippin' lead
We don't care 'bout anything
We just let the semis spray
Police, they don't want me on the streets, they mad I'm gettin' stu'
I'm a danger to society 'cause I'm a Sniper dude
I been tryna be cool, get me a few, then I'ma go back to school
I be steppin' on these fools, don't get me confused with all these rapper dudes
Thinkin' 'bout this bitch all day, I wanna get close to her
I've been thinkin' 'bout this bitch all day, I swear I know she worth it
I've been thinkin' 'bout this bitch all day, I know she know she perfect
Lord forgive me for my ways, I know You know I deserve it
I be on Xans and Perkies
I ain't no average person
This how I act in person
Niggas get bagged in person
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna let go of them beans
Every day I'm pourin' lean
I been thinkin' this whore for me
I been tryna keep everything goin' steady
I just wanna be free, I wanna be level-headed
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna let go of them beans
Every day I'm pourin' lean
I been thinkin' this whore for me
I been tryna keep everything goin' steady
I just wanna be free, I wanna be level-headed (Gleeful, glee)
Ayy, I'm cuttin' through traffic, I keep me a shotty
I'ma jump out and go swish somebody
Knowing he witness, we hush your lip
Lately I've been feelin' like this that bitch
I'ma quit thuggin' and wife that bitch
I can't be livin' my life like this
All of my cars be peanut butter
You know I'm gettin' that bread
I make the soda be red
Young nigga totin' that lead
And I'm still dodgin' the feds
They know 'bout me, I'ma step
I can't be fallin' for that
I can't be runnin' 'round here gettin' snatched
I be on 'Meth and I be on that 'yac
Ain't scared of death, I get learnt with the strap
I done went crazy, I'm tryna get right
Somebody follow me, I'm goin' psych
Rockin' Givenchy, I'm rockin' it right
Rocks on my pinkie, these VVs so bright
I wanna be free, I just wanna be great
Even your mama and daddy gon' hate
None of your niggas gon' love you the same
No other nigga gon' love you this way
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna let go of them beans
Every day I'm pourin' lean
I been thinkin' this whore for me
I been tryna keep everything goin' steady
I just wanna be free, I wanna be level-headed
I been tryna be more serene
I been tryna let go of them beans
Every day I'm pourin' lean
I been thinkin' this whore for me
I been tryna keep everything goin' steady
I just wanna be free, I wanna be level-headed
Make A Hit lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Lil Yachty)
[Kodak Black:]
Bitch, I, I make so much goddamn hits
Don't get blitzed
Yeah, that part
Hitmaker and shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Glee
Called the label, tell 'em that I need to make more than this
I been makin' hits my whole life, man, I make so much hits
I'm thankful, though, I'm grateful for this
Boy, I stayed up, I was waitin', but I prayed for this shit
Go and drop the addy, T-shirt with no panties
Audi came from Germany, I got it free in North Miami
She get on and tried to stay on the dick
Takin' all day long, spent a long day on the dick
She'll pull a high-speed, no brakes for the dick
That's why she'll get on her knees, she'll pray for the dick
Post inside her legs, break for it
Remember days runnin' up in your place, lick for lick
Run in your place, get in that nigga's safe like it ain't his
It's a blessing in disguise that my niggas in the pen'
Used to mask up and get in disguise, call it treat or trick
Lost my head, money on my mind, I can't think for shit
I got too much money, who wan' hate on this?
Too much money, gotta hit the school for some paperclips
All this paper in this room, no paperclips
I broke the ruler tryna calculate this shit
I'm dripped in flavor, all the 'Nolia boys sag
All this paper, I need a ruler or bookbag
Yeah, shawty said she hungry for the dick
She go apeshit, she said she'll kill police for the dick
Called the label, tell 'em that I need to make more than this
I been makin' hits my whole life, man, I make so much hits
I'm thankful, though, I'm grateful for this
Boy, I stayed up, I was waitin', but I prayed for this shit
Go and drop the addy, T-shirt with no panties
Audi came from Germany, I got it free in North Miami
She get on and tried to stay on the dick
Takin' all day long, spent a long day on the dick
[Lil Yachty:]
She want a nigga to herself
She want a young nigga to help expand her wealth
I'm chillin', baby, like top shelf
Divin' inside of that pussy, feelin' like Michael Phelps
Lot of bodies on my belt
But she already knowin' that, she get past it
How you fit up in them jeans? Must be elastic
How I steal your heart like this, I'm doin' magic
Know shawty gon' hold me down through the madness
And lil' shawty beautiful, should be in pageants
Can't see her in no cubicle, lil' baby bossed up
In that Rover, shawty flossed up, it might cost ya
Single mother with a daughter, ain't got no time
Ride my dick just like it's MARTA, reverse, rewind
Tryna wake up to your face until I'm ninety-nine
Any nigga play with you, I'ma lay him down (It's Boat)
[Kodak Black:]
Called the label, tell 'em that I need to make more than this
I been makin' hits my whole life, man, I make so much hits
I'm thankful, though, I'm grateful for this
Boy, I stayed up, I was waitin', but I prayed for this shit
Go and drop the addy, T-shirt with no panties
Audi came from Germany, I got it free in North Miami
She get on and tried to stay on the dick
Takin' all day long, spent a long day on the dick
Dummy Green lyrics - Kodak Black
Ayy, I love my lil' Snipers, dawg
Like I could, I could
Get any car I want right now, you know what I'm sayin'?
Like I'll pull up like a diaper, you know?
Project Baby shit
Like real deal
I swear 'fore God
Ayy, I jump straight in a Wraith, it's just a rental, I could've bought this shit
Fanta with the lean, I'm sippin' codeine, I'm on that coughin' shit
Designer gear on me, I'm fresh to death, I'm on my coffin shit
Big ol' AP watch on me and shit, cost your house and shit
Know you niggas don't like to see me right now, but I won, comin' out this shit
Too bad I'm free, so now I'm pipin' down your broad and shit
And I, and I don't, I keep that rod like I'm Iron Man
Yeah, and I'm posted in the trap like I'm Spider-Man
Stickin' and I'm movin' tonight
Burnin' and they lootin' tonight
Fleein' and eludin' tonight
Bitch, I'm fire like krypto-tonite
Swifter than a thief in the night
Bae, I look like a demon at night
It's tricked up, baby, I'm sleeping at night
I'm paid, lil' bitch, I sleep with my ice on
So that mean I sleep with the lights on
Welcome to the motherfuckin' night show, oh
When I was younger, uh, my uncle named me Maestro, uh
I call Kaiser, call Atlantic, say this a reminder, um
But I'm the main reason that the lights are on
So motivate me, uh, promote my album
'Cause I don't wanna be on the block on my black phone, mmm, yeah
I don't wanna be goin' up top with the trap phone
So everything that I drop, make sure it go platinum, mmm
Shawty say she love my swagger, um
Playin' with that pussy like a saxophone
Soccer mom van with the toolies in that bitch, yeah
Soccer mom van, got the woolies in that bitch
Got the goons in here, yeah, and we root for this lil' bitch
Yeah, we suited up, we toolied up, we booted in this bitch
I ain't playing no games, I swear to God, I'll pop that man cold
Like I'm Alexander Wang, I'll pop that man collar
Like I'm Bruce Wayne, mask up, gettin' all that from you niggas
Yeah, I'm robbin' niggas, jackin' niggas, I'm Batman to you niggas
Catch me posted on the Ugly, nigga, this ain't the Justice League
Ooh, I feel incredible, I got dummy green
Testimony lyrics - Kodak Black
I'm God-sent, I know I'm God-sent
I swear 'fore God
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Now, I done overcame so much obstacles
Came up from up under so much rocks and shit
Even though I be out here schemin' like a demon semen
I know I'm God-sent
This gotta be God
I'm God-sent, like He sent me up so I can relay these messages
Like He use me as his vessel, like He use me as an instrument
They locked me in a box, they hate how God just keep on blessin' me
They locked me in a box, I pray to God this ain't my destiny
I don't drink no lean, I'm sippin' on holy water like this my medicine
I'm a livin' testimony, every album like a testament
Everything I went through made me who I am 'cause he be testin' me
So I'm breakin' bread with all my fam 'cause I don't take no ecstasy
I done sacrificed my niggas 'cause none of my niggas see the best in me
They want me slingin' metal like the Devil, but I'm Heaven-sent
My brother, my mother been addicts, fuck my daddy 'cause he neglected me
I'm 20 years old, but I act like I been here before, like I'm a veteran
He speak this shit through me like I'm a prophet, but I'm a reverend
Put my blood, sweat and tears in all these lyrics 'cause this my Exodus
I'm dyin' so I can live, so I can live, I resurrected it
I'm dyin' so I can live, so I can live, I resurrected it
Ayy, blood in my eyes, I'm goin' blind, oh
Stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
I've been runnin' these streets, got me dehydrated
I've been livin' so crazy, feel like I'm dyin', baby
Blood in my eyes, I'm goin' blind, oh
I'm stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
I've been runnin' these streets, got me dehydrated
I've been livin' so crazy, feel like I'm dyin', baby
I just shot a nigga, now I can't sleep
My brother, he just washed me down with bleach, oh
Project baby, snotty nose, head peezy
Now everybody 'round the world tryna be me
Miss my niggas, hope they see me on the TV
I'm on Instagram showin' off my VV's
You won't understand that this wasn't easy
I been walkin' 'round with my head peezy
Shot a nigga, took a shower with the bleach, Yahweh
Mama, I fell victim to the streets, I'm sorry
I'm in middle school; sellin' weed in the hallway
I was skippin' school, got in beef, started robbin'
Jackboy, that's my G, we like Batman and Robin
God, I know you lookin' out for me through the darkness
Blood in my eyes, I'm goin' blind, oh
Stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
I've been runnin' these streets, got me dehydrated
I've been livin' so crazy, feel like I'm dyin', baby
Blood in my eyes, I'm goin' blind, oh
I'm stuck in these streets, feel like my life froze
I've been runnin' these streets, got me dehydrated
I've been livin' so crazy, feel like I'm dyin', baby
This Forever lyrics - Kodak Black
Glee, gleeful
Yeah, like a nigga water whip
Glee
Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin’
Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric
They wanna see the day that I go polyester
I ain't never stop thuggin’, I'm like this forever
Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin'
Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric
They wanna see the day that I go polyester
I ain't never stop thuggin', I'm like this forever
You know me, bih, I’m Lil Kodak, get a nigga sniped
I will never stop thuggin’, I'm like this for life
I be gettin’ to the cheese, but I don't fuck with mice
Nigga rattin' on the team, hope them niggas die
When that four pound rock, I make the block shake
Glock like alarm clock, I make the block wake
I still can't believe Twin told on Jack
But I fuck with but Michelan’, but his brother rat
I ain't go to class, stackin' paper like it's loose leaf
I've been totin' straps, ugly corner too creep
All love fake, what you think the name mean?
I'm layin' on you like a snake, bitch I'm A-Team
Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin'
Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric
They wanna see the day that I go polyester
I ain't never stop thuggin', I'm like this forever
Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin'
Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric
They wanna see the day that I go polyester
I ain't never stop thuggin', I'm like this forever
They wanna see the day I turn a rapper nigga
Let this money make me soft so I they can bash a nigga
Like a nigga water whip, I'm comin' back hard
With the same vibe when I used to jack cars
How I boot up on these niggas, ain't got no remorse
I'm droppin' knowledge on you young niggas, no charge
And a nigga still thuggin' with this Prada on
Hundred thousand dollar watch, you know what time I'm on
I be lookin' in the mirror, I'm a fuckin' G
I done came from the street, this how I wanna be
My street cred' on fleek and I'm still intact
This how I am, this how I was, this how I'm finna act
Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin'
Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric
They wanna see the day that I go polyester
I ain't never stop thuggin', I'm like this forever
Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin'
Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric
They wanna see the day that I go polyester
I ain't never stop thuggin', I'm like this forever
Identity Theft lyrics - Kodak Black
Rippa on the beat, bitch
Fresh out of jail, but don't think I'm scared to go back, motherfucker
I still'll hit a nigga with that glizzy
If rap don't pop, I'm back to stealin' identity, I'm back to credit card theft
Back to credit card fraud
Fresh out of jail and Atlantic Records dropped that bag on me
Yeah, them crackers just dropped that bag on me again
Let me hear it
Fresh out of jail, made another milli'
And bitch, don't think I changed, 'cause I didn't
I'll still'll hit a nigga with that glizzy
If rap don't pop, I'm back to stealin' identity
Credit card fraud, I'm in an Infiniti
I just took my brother's charge like I am not rich
I took my brother's charge like I ain't got shit
I guess he ain't step up for me 'cause he ain't got it in him
I'm walkin' 'round with fifty thousand in my denim
And I don't trust nobody, I'm drinkin' snake venom
And I don't like you nigga, man, I'm just sayin'
I don't really like you bitches, I be just playin'
Before I turned up off the porch, I was ready then
Let's see if I can shoot the pistol with my left hand
Type of nigga hit the party with my FN
Type of nigga fuck a shawty and her best friend
I be gettin' to the loot, I be gettin' it in
Free my niggas eatin' soup 'cause they in the can
Road runnin', gettin' money, I be pullin' scams
Redrum, head huntin', nigga, what you sayin'?
If you fuck with me, then why you got me doin' time?
If you fuck with me, then why you got me slangin' iron?
All these bitches on my dick, but they can't even ride
Got my mama out the bricks, she ain't gotta cry
Ayy, don't be fuckin' with my clique if you ain't tryna die
I'm a Zoe, don't call me Slime, then you is not my kind
I be steppin' on these niggas, I don't rest up
I put my foot down on that bitch, she be like, "Yes sir"
Free my nigga JGreen, took one for the team
Hit the bank, I want no dubs, don't even
Kodak Black, I don't fuck with cuz, cuz green
Hit the slab, go and run it up, you know what I mean
You know what I mean? You know what I'm sayin'?
Free my niggas eatin' soup 'cause they in the can
You know what I mean? You know what I'm sayin'?
Free my niggas eatin' soup 'cause they in the can
Fresh out of jail, made another milli'
And bitch, don't think I changed, 'cause I didn't
I'll still'll hit a nigga with that glizzy
If rap don't pop, I'm back to stealin' identity
Credit card fraud, I'm in an Infiniti
Yeah, I just called Chief, he said that's not it
You keep tweetin' 'bout a nigga, get your block hit
I guess he ain't fuckin' with me 'cause I ain't fuckin' with him
Gnarly lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Lil Pump)
[Kodak Black:]
I just took Cialis, but she on a molly
Let's get gnarly
I get out my body
Yeah, we link up
I just took Cialis, but she on a molly (Ayy)
Do you wanna boot up? Do you wanna party? (Ayy)
Mollys in Dasani, baby, let's get gnarly (Ayy)
I get out my tail and I get out my body (Ayy)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly
I ain't mean to hurt you, baby, I'm sorry
Whippin' Ariana Grande, I got iCarly (Yeah)
I got white girl (Yeah), I got black Barbie
I made the ladies dutty wine like I'm Sean Paulie
And I'm slidin' in an Audi, I coulda bought a 'Rari
But my mama told me save that money like I ain't got it
My girl just asked me for some money, I told her I ain't got it
And even though she know I got it, baby, I ain't got it
Yeah, Luc Belaire, I'm sippin', baby, I'm just livin'
Yeah, I just took Viagra, I'm waitin' for it to kick in
Yeah, you might think I'm crazy, think I'm so retarded
Yeah, but I'm whatcha-call-it, I popped a whatcha-call-it
I just took Cialis, but she on a molly (Ayy)
Do you wanna boot up? Do you wanna party? (Ayy)
Mollys in Dasani, baby, let's get gnarly (Ayy)
I get out my tail and I get out my body (Ayy)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly
[Lil Pump:]
One, two, three, bitch, I'm off the Molly (Off the Molly, ooh)
My diamonds, they got E and C 'cause they retarded (They retarded)
Bitch, is you stupid? Look what you just started (Ooh, huh?)
Coulda bought a Lambo, I got Aston-Martin (Uh)
Lil Pump, ooh, all my bitches, they come in twos (Huh?)
And I sold crack to your nephew (Yeah)
Put my dick in her, oh, pussy loose (Ooh)
Ooh, goddamn, whippin' up Sam (Brrt)
Put my dick in her mouth, put her on the 'Gram (Yeah)
Diamonds on my neck, yeah, they light up like a lamp (Huh?)
Woke up, Xanned out, in the boot camp (Uh, ooh, brrt)
Lil bitch, I told you that you ain't important (Ain't important)
I heard you ain't got no papers so you got deported (Yeah, ooh)
I woke up in the mornin' with another warrant (Goddamn)
Well, bitch ain't gonna catch me 'cause I'm still tourin' (Ooh, yeah)
[Kodak Black:]
I just took Cialis, but she on a molly (Ayy)
Do you wanna boot up? Do you wanna party? (Ayy)
Mollys in Dasani, baby, let's get gnarly (Ayy)
I get out my tail and I get out my body (Ayy)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly (Yeah)
One, two, three, let's get gnarly
ZEZE lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Travis Scott & Offset)
D.A. got that dope!
[Travis Scott:]
Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze)
Night crawlin' in a Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told 'em "Hold it, don't you panic"
Took an island, flood the mansion (Yah, big woe)
Drop the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe, you can't stand it (It's lit)
Bitches undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties lover (Big ass)
Guess we all meant for each other
Now that all the dogs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these streets (Alright)
Can you do it? Can you pop it for me?
[Kodak Black:]
Pull up in the Demon on God
Lookin' like I still do fraud
Flyin' private jet with the rod
It's that Z shit, it's that Z shit
Pull up in the Demon on God
Lookin' like I still do fraud
Flyin' private jet with the rod
It's that Z shit, it's that Z shit
[Offset:]
Offset!
Blow the brains out the coupe (Boom)
Police wanna talk, but I'm on mute (Woop woop, hey)
I'ma bust her wrist down 'cause she cute (Ice)
Fuck her on the yacht, dive in the pool (Yeah)
She an addict (Addict)
Addict for the lifestyle and the Patek (Patek)
Big daddy, have you ever felt Chanel fabrics? (Chanel)
I be drippin' to death, I need a casket (Drippin')
And we got more stripes than the ref, we foul, tech 'em (Bow, stripes)
In the middle of the field like David Beckham (Field, bow)
All my niggas locked up for real, I'm tryna help 'em (Free, free)
When I got a mill, got me the chills, don't know what happened (Ooh, chills)
Pop pills, do what you feel, I'm on that zombie (Hey, hoo)
I'm more like Gaddafi, I'm not no Gandhi (Gaddafi, hey)
I'm more like I'm David, Goliath runnin' (Hey, hey)
Niggas be clonin', I find it funny (Clone, haha)
We from the Nawf, straight out the dungeons (We from the Nawf, hey)
I go in her mouth, she can't tell me nothin' (Egh, egh, egc)
Three hundred the watch is out of your budget (Woo, woo, three hundred)
Mean muggin' got me clutchin'
And the stick right out of Russia
[Travis Scott:]
Ice water, turned Atlantic (Freeze)
Night crawlin' in a Phantom (Skrrt, skrrt)
Told 'em "Hold it, don't you panic"
Took an island, flood the mansion (Yah, big woe)
Drop the roof, more expansion
Drive a coupe, you can't stand it (It's lit)
Bitches undercover (In the sheets)
I'm an ass and titties lover (Big ass)
Guess we all meant for each other
Now that all the dogs free (Yeah, yeah)
And we out in these streets (Alright)
Can you do it? Can you pop it for me?
[Kodak Black:]
Pull up in the Demon on God
Lookin' like I still do fraud
Flyin' private jet with the rod
It's that Z shit, it's that Z shit
Pull up in the Demon on God
Lookin' like I still do fraud
Flyin' private jet with the rod
It's that Z shit, it's that Z shit
In the Hellcat 'cause I'm a hell raiser
Self-made, I don't owe a nigga nothin' favor
When you get that money, nigga, keep your heart
I'm slidin' in a coupe, ain't got no key to start
I got the fire on me in BET Awards
When your well run dry, you know you need me for
When I pull up in the Buick, you know what I'm doin'
If the police get behind me, I'm fleein' and eludin'
Sleepin' on a pallet turned me to a savage
I'm a Project Baby, now I stay in Calabasas
Like I still serve fiends, like I'm still jackin'
I be sippin' on lean tryna keep balance
Hit that Z-Walk, Dickie's with my Reeboks
I don't say much, I just let the heat talk
Your jewelry water whip, diamonds like re-rock
My lil' baby ride that dick like a seesaw
When I stepped up on the scene, I was on a bean
When I jumped up out the Beam', I was in Selene
Baby girl, you just a fling, that ain't what I mean
Money bustin' out my jeans like I do the scheme
Pull up in the Demon on God
Lookin' like I still do fraud
Flyin' private jet with the rod
It's that Z shit, it's that Z shit
Pull up in the Demon on God
Lookin' like I still do fraud
Flyin' private jet with the rod
It's that Z shit, it's that Z shit
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Uh-huh, ha, oh-ah-oh
Take One lyrics - Kodak Black
You know, me, I ain't doing no Tweetin' (Glee!)
I ain't doin' no Tweetin'
Sniper Gang, Kodak
I'm on house arrest but I'ma take one
That pussy bitin', so I paid to get her lace done
That nigga dissin' on the 'Gram, but I ain't say nothin'
I ain't trippin, I'ma get him when that day come
I'm on house arrest but I'ma take one
That pussy bitin', so I paid to get her lace done
That nigga dissin' on the 'Gram, but I ain't say nothin'
I ain't trippin', I'ma get him when that day come
I'ma lay on lil' buddy for 'bout 8 months
If I whack him now, everybody gon' say somethin'
He tryna cop deuces, I don't tolerate none
He tried to pull up to the corner but he can't come
Yeah, we ran down on fooly, he a wankster
He portrayin' to the media he gangsta
That pussy bitin', got me thinkin' about a ring or sum'
That pussy bitin', make a nigga wanna sing or sum'
Lil' cracker fucked up and then he put a bracelet on
So I'm slidin' in a Tahoe with a ray gun
I'm gettin' the money, I ain't even gotta pay for it
That pussy so good, I give her everything she want
I'm on house arrest but I'ma take one
That pussy bitin', so I paid to get her lace done
That nigga dissin' on the 'Gram, but I ain't say nothin'
I ain't trippin, I'ma get him when that day come
I'm on house arrest but I'ma take one
That pussy bitin', so I paid to get her lace done
That nigga dissin' on the 'Gram, but I ain't say nothin'
I ain't trippin', I'ma get him when that day come
Niggas gettin' kidnapped just to show you that it's real
Niggas gettin' snatched, showin' you niggas know right where you live
When you dissin me, nigga, that better be really how you feel
'Cause I ain't takin' no apologies, I don't care if it's sincere
I'm on 1800 block, still posted with the steel
I don't even care, I got a couple mil still in the field
I'm a bussiness man how I give a pussy nigga the deal
Like an engineer I give a pussy nigga the drill
I be lovin' when we vibin'
I be lovin' when we chill
And that pussy so damn good, it make a nigga shed a tear
Slidin' lowkey booted
He a shooter, I recruited him
Better keep that toolie if he move then you shootin' him
Glee!
I'm on house arrest but I'ma take one
That pussy bitin', so I paid to get her lace done
That nigga dissin' on the 'Gram, but I ain't say nothin'
I ain't trippin, I'ma get him when that day come
I'm on house arrest but I'ma take one
That pussy bitin', so I paid to get her lace done
That nigga dissin' on the 'Gram, but I ain't say nothin'
I ain't trippin', I'ma get him when that day come
MoshPit lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Juice WRLD)
[Kodak Black:]
I'm stompin'
Let's start a moshpit
Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit
Yeah
[Kodak Black (Juice WRLD):]
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (Ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits I'm eating codfish in here (Uh-huh)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Yeah)
Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit (Fuck a protest)
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (Ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits I'm eating cod fish in here (Eating cod fish in here)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Skeert)
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit (Start a moshpit)
[Juice WRLD:]
Out of space hot like a martian in here
Doing donuts in the lot ain't no parking in here
We about that action ain't no talking in here
Shorty twerking on the walls, Peter Parker in here
Haters in the rear view, ex on my phone
We too loud I can't hear you
His blood turn his coat red, I will Paul Revere you
I'ma ball 'til I fall, I will Cavalier you
Space Jam jumping they asking who let the monsters in here
I'm with killers I'm with straight Jeffrey Dahmer's in here
I hang with animals, lil' brody brought the llama in here
Money old, old enough to fuck your mama in here, oh yeah
[Kodak Black (Juice WRLD):]
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (Ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits I'm eating codfish in here (Uh-huh)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Yeah)
Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit (Fuck a protest)
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here (Ya dig)
No oatmeal and grits I'm eating cod fish in here (Eating cod fish in here)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Skeert)
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit (Start a moshpit)
[Kodak Black:]
Fuck a protest let's start a fight in here
I just stepped up in the party all my snipers here
I be rocking Tom Ford popping Molly though
Now I'm eating calamari no more sloppy joe
Choke sandwich in my mansion, tryna save for dinner
I'ma start a moshpit in the Staples Center
All you niggas bitter, it's alright though
Codeine in my liver, I'm sipping hydro
I'm blowing nitro, smoking jetpack
Hating on a street nigga, can't respect that
I wanna jump out in a crowd, but I be scared to do it
Cause if they pull on me the wrong way, I'ma go to shooting
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here
No oatmeal and grits I'm eating codfish in here
New space coupe feel like a martian in here (Yeah)
Fuck a protest let's start a moshpit
Red bottom kicks I feel like stomping in here
No oatmeal and grits I'm eating cod fish in here (Ayy)
New space coupe feel like a martian in here
Fuck a protest lets start a moshpit
Transgression lyrics - Kodak Black
Tired
Glee, gleeful
This how you step, right here, look
I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon
I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y'all lil' niggas to test me
I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions
Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won't let me see my blessin'
I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon
I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y'all lil' niggas to test me
I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions
Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won't let me see my blessin'
I did everything the streets told me was cool to do
Now I'd rather prove it to myself before I prove to you
I never tell, put me in jail, put me in any dorm
And I can make it through whatever, I'll weather any storm
Say park the Wraith outside the prison when I hear your ass
My mama told me 'bout you niggas, I swear she know best
My bitch did a whole bid with me, that's my baby
Not showin' off, I blowed up, she 'bout to have my baby
I swear it feel like yesterday, I was just in the county
When me and Snake was talkin' 'bout how we was in the projects
When we was on the ugly corner, we were poppin' Molly
How we be bootin' up on niggas when they actin' rowdy
Sniper Gang, I hate how I can't have my niggas 'round me
We love each other so much our energies just keep collidin'
We down to suit up any moment, we be too excited
And free Lil Cool, it's been a minute since we reunited
My nigga Pee just caught a body and he still fightin' it
I hate I fell in love with thuggin', I give my mama anxiety
I love Lil DJ like a brother, you play with him, I'll kill you
Lil' Jackboy shoulda just been my brother, I swear I love that nigga
I don't even need your love no more, I got a little heart
I do my own time, I don't need no nigga to take no charge
I couldn't even get a letter from you and that was your gun
You ain't send me nothin' or ask no boy, "How your lil' brother doin'?"
Malcolm X.X.X. lyrics - Kodak Black
Minister Malcolm, the thing that I thought might be good for starting it off is to talk about one of the most pervasive beliefs in the general society about the Nation of Islam.
Talkin' to you like talkin' to myself
'Cause it ain't no gettin' through to you, with all I swear
And I've been thinkin' 'bout you since I came to jail
I've tried to reach out to you, but it was to no avail
Guess it ain't nothin' else to do when we outgrew each other
We hard down beefin' like we never knew each other
Top off the coupe, no bikini, we came out life now
I'm sippin' Bellini, livin' that lifestyle
And that is that it is an organization dedicated to the use of violent means to attain its goals. The question I have is, how true is this, and why do you think it persists in society?
Poppin' pills, poppin' pistols, I put my mic down
I almost lost my life that night, I was on a bloodhound
They tryna tell us put the bikes up and the guns down
X was tryna buy a bike and he got gunned down
X was tryna change his life, but he got burned down
X wasn't ridin' with no pipe so he got gunned down
Listen, do as I say, don't do as I do
Nine out of ten, it ain't gon' end up lookin' good for you
Have never at any time been guilty of initiating any aggressive acts of violence during the entire 33 years or more that the honorable Elijah Mohammed has been teaching us. The—
If I wasn't rich, you wouldn't be pullin' up to my funeral
First they kissin' you, huggin' you, then they suin' you
If it was me, it was you, I'm wonderin' what you would do
I just pulled up on your mama, homie, she beautiful
Yeah, gotta keep the strap, can't let you, let y'all on me
I got married to the game, she put these racks all on me
Now I got diamonds on my ring, look like a matrimony
First they screamin' my name, then file a lawsuit on me
You would hate to see me reach my full potential
You want me robbin', poppin' Mollies, poppin' pistols
I'm goin' to college 'cause to the youngins I'm influential
Thought it was Congress, they ain't know this was a Presidential
They ain't know that I was intellectual
You tryna change your life, but they won't let you
I know they know I'm special, why they playin' with me?
You talkin' jewels, I'm droppin' jewels, you see the difference
Coppin' jewels for your dawgs, they don't appreciate it
Everybody gon' say you fake when you make it
Back of the Maybach with the tints so you don't notice me
When the money bring the fame, you can't even roll in peace
Guess all the pain that I went through had to be the recipe
I stood tall through it all and brought out the best of me
Ayo, dismiss all them charges, that ain't my destiny
Everything I said, I stood on it, I got integrity
G.A., I put my hood on it, I bring the checks with me
You need security by your grave so you can rest in peace
Tired
Charge of violence against us actually stems from the guilt complex that exists in the conscious and subconscious minds of most white people in this country. They know that they've been violent in their brutality against negros and they feel that some day the negro is going to wake up and try and do unto as them as they have done—do unto the whites as the whites have done unto us.
Calling My Spirit lyrics - Kodak Black
I put my heart in my lyrics
I gave it all I could give
I made it hot at the crib
I kept that fire at the crib
Where you gon' go when you dip?
How I'ma know who for real?
I pour a four in a fifth
You already know what it is
I keep a pole in the whip
'Cause a lot of these niggas out here envy me
It ain't no ho in the clique
None of my dawgs got fuckboy tendencies
I don't even show no sympathy
Sipping on Hennessy, it got me bending sideways
Everything on me drippin', you niggas can't ride the wave
Nigga run around with the juice, nigga come spill your drank
I done earn my stripes now I'm tryna go get me some real rank
Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision
Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz
It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention
Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it
I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious
And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits
I put my Hublot on rocks
I put moschato on rocks
Where I’m from we don’t say opp
Shoot at an OV, shoot at a cop
Shoot at the police, shoot at your top
I made a million off socks
Free all my niggas who stuck in a box
Locked up and watching the clock
Locked up, they fighting with locks
Locked up, they swinging they knifes
I can't be living this life
No more Bacardi, alright
I don't want Cardi so I'ma pour Henny on ice
My vision is vivid, told you I'm really a menace
I'll show you I'm destined to get it
I be outside with the glizzy
Toting that fire, I be trippin'
I just might die how I'm living
Ain't tell nobody, but I'm tripping
Niggas ain't catching me slipping, ayy, yeah
I make you laugh when you with me
Know that my swag is terrific (glee, glee)
Ain't seen my dad in a minute
But I can't be mad, I got millions
I just pulled up in a lemon
Thuggin', so fuck your opinion
I'm thuggin', so fuck how you feeling
I'm calling my spirit
Readin' through my third eye 'cause I got tunnel vision
Had to open my mind, then I opened a Benz
It's like you gotta sell your soul for them to pay attention
Fuck all that playing, now I'm grown, I put my heart in it
I had to get down with that chrome to show them niggas I'm serious
And it's like every song I'm on, I be calling my spirits
In The Flesh lyrics - Kodak Black
Money talk, these diamonds on my cavity
Money talk
Money talk, these diamonds on my cavity
Scoopin' up all my bitches out the magazine
Cartier, my sight virtual reality
Hoppin' up out the space coupe with no gravity
I need me somebody to take the edge off
Ten toes and they painted, they don't let me down
Nigga that money old just like I'm Redd Foxx
Swear we still gon' turn up when the Feds watch
Nigga ain't got no love, ain't got no reasonin'
Baby, I switched the sauce up every seasonin'
Turned up in a coupe, they're goin' to Venus, yeah
Jump up in that pussy with my feelings in it
I'm jumpin' up in that pussy like I'm needlin'
Fresh up outta jail, so I'ma leave it in
Hittin' from the back like I'm gon' leave again
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
Them VVs in my mouth are platinum flawless diamonds
Hopped out with that AP watch on like it's perfect timin'
If that nigga dress like me he tryna ride tonight
If that nigga dress like me, he tryna take a life
I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh?
You ain't understand me, I got more precise
I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh
Just got out today, already sent my dawg a kite
Remember I was on that flight totin' pipes, out here rollin' dice
Now I get a hundred K to rock the mic
Got lil' baby eatin' Molly like it's Mike & Ike
I just wanna fly, don't wanna die, so I be walkin' light (Walkin' light)
I'm jumpin' up in that pussy like I'm needlin'
Fresh up outta jail, so I'ma leave it in
Hittin' from the back like I'm gon' leave again
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh?
Ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh?
I say ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh?
Ain't I resurrect, how I pull up in the flesh?
Just got out today, already sent my dawg a kite
You ain't understand me, I got more precise
I'm jumpin' up in that pussy like I'm needlin'
Fresh up outta jail, so I'ma leave it in
Hittin' from the back like I'm gon' leave again
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
If I die tonight, I bet I'll resurrect
Close To The Grave lyrics - Kodak Black
You know death right around the corner and prison my next-door neighbor
Feel like I'm dyin' to live
I know we live to die, but I feel like I'm dyin' to live
I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days
Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave
Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me, lately
Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby
Clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days
Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave
Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me, lately
Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby
I knew I shouldn't have never showed you that I love you, my nigga
I fucked up when I showed you that I trust you, my nigga
I tried to turn my life around, but now I'm back in the field
You know it's free my nigga Cool, I hope he win the appeal
I lost my niggas, it ain't been the same
Everybody say that I changed, say I ain't been the same
They don't even know I'm feelin' pain
They don't know how I feel inside, traumatized, criminalized
But yet I'm idolized, I swear to God sometimes I wonder why
It got me brainwashed, lil' ones off the same block
Remember I had to slang rock, remember I let them thangs pop
Damn, I just wanna raise my son, wish it could've been how it was
Sometimes I wanna grab my gun
Sometimes I don't be wanna hear none
I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days
Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave
Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me lately
Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby
I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days
Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave
Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me lately
Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby
My boy got shot, you put the blame on me
You say you know I did it
I can't even act like it ain't faze me
That shit hurt my feelings
My cousin got hit up, say he saw me jump out with the Glizzy
Why you had told them people you made me? Boy, you know you didn't
I hit that lick in Maryland, I bought my mama a Honda Civic
The hardest thing I had to do in life was leave you
I was showin' you love and had you feelin' like I need you
I'm drinkin' this alcohol right now, I wanna see you
You made me go hard in this shit, I'm motivated
Why you had gave up on the kid when I was jaded?
Now I've been drinkin', gettin' faded
Thinkin' 'bout how you played me
Thinkin' 'bout how you did me
I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days
Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave
Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me lately
Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby
I be clutchin' on my fire, you never know these days
Gamblin' with your life, you gettin' close to the grave
Sorry Lord, the Devil got a hold of me lately
Knew I shouldn't have never let you close to me, baby
From The Cradle lyrics - Kodak Black
Okay
Just keep, just keep me recordin', I don't care
Sometimes I don't be knowin' what I wanna name my songs and I just be flowin'
Yeah, I don't want no relations, lil' mama, we can't be laid up, no
I'm from Golden Acres, but now I'm sittin' on acres, ayy
I don't want no relations, you know that I got me a lady, baby
Me and Lil DJ tight, we gon' rock to the grave from the cradle
House with a lake, no neighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy)
House with a lake, no neighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy)
Ayy, I can't fathom if you play with me
Yeah, I'd be happy if you stayed with me
Ayy, I'ma get in that pussy and dance in it
Baby, I need your tender lovin' and carin'
Ooh, all these VV diamonds transparent
Ooh, drinkin' Molly like the cranberry
Yeah, I can't fathom if you play with me
Ayy, I'd be happy if you stayed with me
I promise I love you, Kayla, Jayla and Karen
I'm honest, I love you Alexis, Chelsea and Tara
You Cazzie, baby, you mean the world to me
Ooh, I love you so much, I want the world to see
Ayy, and Twanisha, I want me another chance
Babe, you got me, don't need no other man
Yeah, and I've been fuckin' with you, I go up, baby
I don't know what I'ma do if you run, baby
I've been fuckin' with you, I go up
I don't know what I'ma do if you run
I've been fuckin' with you since I was a youngin'
I'ma put a baby in you 'cause you deserve it
I'ma put a lil' seed right in your stomach
You be right where I be, on 1800
Ayy, I don't want no relations, lil' mama, we can't be laid up, no
I'm from Golden Acres, but now I'm sittin' on acres, ayy
I don't want no relations, you know that I got me a lady, baby
Me and Lil DJ tight, we gon' rock to the grave from the cradle
House with a lake, no neighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy)
House with a lake, no neighbors and links on my wrist, no bailiff (Ayy)
Ayy, I'm like how can I breathe when you be gone?
Ain't tryna see the police 'cause I be runnin'
I'm like how can I breathe when you be gone?
Ain't tryna see the police 'cause I be runnin'
I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on
I'm gon' put a lil' seed right in your tummy, ayy
I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on
I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on
I'm gon' put a lil' seed right in your tummy
Ain't tryna see the police 'cause I be runnin'
I'm like how can I breathe when you be gone?
I see you fuckin' with me, I'm catchin' on
I'm gon' put a lil' seed right in your stomach, ayy
If I'm Lyin, I'm Flyin lyrics - Kodak Black
Glee
I can't let these niggas knock me off my pivot
God sat me down and talked to me, I listened
I was in that cell, he told me that I'm gifted
I don't make it in the booth, then I'ma make it in the kitchen
I'm special with the mic, special with the whippin'
I ran out of money, had to pay attention
All the people that was 'round me, they ain't have my best interest
You ain't have my best interest
You lazy with yo' loyalty and yo' position
And now I gotta execute 'cause you don't listen
That throwaway on me, dumpin' with position
I know shawty only on my trail 'cause she see a ticket
I read between the lines and people, they intentions
Can't have you niggas around me shit gon' go to missing
I had to press that bump, I had to feel it
You know if it ever come down to it, a nigga with it
All these drugs got the whole world jiggy
Hoes comin' out they clothes and niggas trippin'
Why hit the top to back to the bottom?
All these bitches fallin' for me like it's autumn
I'm tryna tell you, homie, you don't want none
They freed me so I'm right back to that money hunt
Somebody tell these niggas they don't want none
Kodak Black but I'm sprayin' blue hundons
They said my nigga Cool on the fuckin' run
When they let him out of prison, I'll be 31
I knew I was a star when I was sellin' hard
Everybody told me I would make it when I was on the block
See, before the rap shit, I was jackin' cars
I couldn't get all my time 'cause I was doin' fraud
Me and my nigga Lil' Marcus tearin' up the Y
It hurt me 'til my heart hurt, they gave him 25
I'm from the Nolia, all I know is slang that iron
Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'
Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'
Just like I told you, if I'm lyin' then I'm flyin'
Needing Something lyrics - Kodak Black
The freedom bell ring when they set a nigga free
I'm flyin’ like an eagle when they let me off the leash
Gotta prove everybody wrong lookin' down on me
When I'm flyin’ like an eagle
In the streets where I call home, this is where I wanna be
Do I gotta go to jail so I can find a lil' peace?
Could you be the one I call on, will you answer when you sleep?
Could you be the one I call on?
I ain't never gotta rap about the diamonds on my neck
I'm searchin' for my soul, hope you know where it went
Is it cold like my heart, could it take me where I've never been?
I'm never really happy, smilin' when it’s never meant
I’ve been searchin' for my soul, my heart
Di yon mo pou mwen kumbayah
I got this money, but it’s nothin' right now
'Cause I'm needin’ somethin'
I'm needin' somethin'
I've been searchin' for my soul, my heart
Di yon mo pou mwen kumbayah
I got this money, but it's nothin' right now
'Cause I'm needin' somethin'
All this pain make me sing songs
Ain't no love in the sewer that I came from
Ain't no love in the sewer that I came in from
I can't say that I don't miss my nigga John John
Got the streets cheerin' for me with they pom-poms
I done ran up all this money, got me nauseous
I done ran up all this money, got me nauseous
I done did so many wrongs, it got me cautious
But I can't ever tell the time in all these watches
And I can never read the mind of all these thotties
Broward County, poppin' Molly, droppin' bodies
I can't lie and say that I don't love you, shawty
You know that you want me right there, well, you got me
All this fame got me nauseous
Tryna dodge the reaper got me boxed in
I ain't never gotta rap about the diamonds on my neck
I'm searchin' for my soul, hope you know where it went
Is it cold like my heart, could it take me where I've never been?
I'm never really happy, smilin' when it's never meant
I've been searchin' for my soul, my heart
Di yon mo pou mwen kumbayah
I got this money, but it's nothin' right now
'Cause I'm needin' somethin'
I'm needin' somethin'
I've been searchin' for my soul, my heart
Di yon mo pou mwen kumbayah
I got this money, but it's nothin' right now
'Cause I'm needin' somethin'
'Cause I'm needin' somethin'
Could Of Been Different lyrics - Kodak Black
Broward County, 954, we here, I kicked the door down
'Nolia boy shit, 1800 block, ugly corner, tied, gleeful
I was hopin' that you'd ride for me the way I rode for you
I wish my boy was here to see the man that I grew into
And I know if I'm feelin' like this, it gotta be mutual
But it ain't they business tellin' them the shit we surfaced through
Yeah, I won't never tell the world the shit I did for you
Even though you lied on me, that's cool, as long as you know the truth
I don't even feel the love be real no more, so I keep my distance
Remember I ran me up my millions, you was in your feelings
Even that time you shake my hand and you don't even grip it
But if I put that shit on blast, they gon' say I'm trippin'
I'ma just follow my intuition and I'ma keep on livin'
I wonder sometimes if you wishin', shit could've been different
Right now I'm cheffin', it's too late, I'm doin' my thing right now
I ain't lookin' down on you just chillin', I'm on the plane right now
I know you miss me, but don't worry, I'll never forget you
Even though you switched on me and it hurt me, I can't hold that 'gainst you
Takin' everything in me and it's burnin' for me to forgive you
You still my whoadie, still my dirty, but I ain't fuckin' wit' you
To create my future, I had to revisit my past, revisit my pain
But I won't never let you back in, we can't rekindle that flame
When he got stuck on and you blamed me 'cause you know I did it
Couldn't call on you when it was raining and it killed my spirit
All the shit you said, you tried to shame me, tried to kill my image
Even though you know me since a baby, and you know I'm with it
You know I'm serious, steppin' on niggas like I ain't even got no feelings
I'm in my cell right now, I'm wishin' shit could've been different
I ain't droppin' no names no more but nigga, I hope you hear it
Can't take nothin' back, it went like that, so nigga that's what it is
Everywhere I went, I took you with me, every show I did
Ain't say your name in all my songs no more, can't waste my lyrics
I said I was comin' home, they said, "No you isn't"
I'm a real nigga, so I'm dyin' how I'm livin'
I remember throwin' rocks, now we goin' to prison
When I got my first Glock, kept that thing with me
You was with me on the block, thuggin' real silly
Jumped in the game, then I popped, then you went to switchin'
I tried to give you niggas shots, but you niggas missin'
Soon as Lil Yella got knocked, niggas went to snitchin'
I done been through a lot, shit you never didn't
I had to pop a nigga top to make that boy feel me
Crackers had me in the box, thuggin' every minute
Young nigga, see about me, I'ma show you different
All my life, throwin' rocks at the penitentiary
But now my watch got rocks, no more drug dealin'
And now my top gon' drop, I'm in a new Bentley
Heard foolie got shot, I wonder who did it
You my dirty, you and me, we made it from the mud
I been wishin' shit could've been how it was
'Bout you, I swear to God I would've took a slug
Down to kill a nigga 'bout you, and it's all love
This shit ain't about a stripe, this just what I'm used to
I'm down to throw away my life, throw away my future
'Bout street principality, no flag
Man, that soldier-like mentality automatic
I'm jumpin' out the pink-G truck with the ratchet
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy (Glee)
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy (Gleeful)
Z's up 'til I freeze up, lil' daddy
Gleefully, that's how you present that shit the right way
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout, Broward County, 954
You know, we don't represent, we don't re-present
We present it once and that's what it is, that's how you step
Can't take nothin' back, went like that, so that's what it is
I wish it could've been different, though
1800, SG-13, the dumb way, the long way
Sniper Gang or no gang
Running Outta Love lyrics - Kodak Black
Like-like-like-like
I'm-I'm-I'm through with this shit, like
This shit ain't even workin', bae
This shit ain't gon' work, I ain't gon' lie to you
Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Like this shit that we got goin' on so rusty, dog, you can't even polish it
Like I ain't even gon' lie, bae, I don't see no future in us
I ain't like these other dudes, I'ma give this shit to you with no autotune, yeah
Fuck a slurpee I'm so smooth
Been runnin' out of love for you lately (out of L-O-V-E)
I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (Baby I'm T-I-R-E-D)
I ain't got no hope in us baby (Ain't got no H-O-P-E)
It don't make no sense tryna hold on (Baby I'm tired, baby I'm tired, there ain't no we)
Been runnin' out of love for you lately (There ain't no hope, there ain't no us, there ain't no we)
I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (There ain't no we)
I ain't got no hope in us baby (There ain't no we)
It don't make no sense tryna hold on
I've been runnin' out of reasons, right now I don't even care
I've been runnin' out of feeling, I been speedin' out of air
I don't know how the fuck I'm breathin' 'cause I'm runnin' out of breath
Got me runnin' out of love, I been runnin' out of air
I've been runnin' out of trust, you ain't worthy
Fell into some feelings now I'm dirty
Brush me off, dust it off
Shut your mouth, cut it out
I was kickin' in doors and runnin' out
That's the same way I'm runnin' out on you
Drinkin' my heart out, poured it out for you
I done even cut my homies out for you
I done even cut my buddies out for you
I done even cut my cousin out for you
Caught myself all gettin' soft
Caught myself like Randy Moss
I ain't got time I'm windin' out
Done did enough time, been in and out
Been runnin' out of love for you lately (out of L-O-V-E)
I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (Baby I'm T-I-R-E-D)
I ain't got no hope in us baby (Ain't got no H-O-P-E)
It don't make no sense tryna hold on (Baby I'm tired, baby I'm tired, there ain't no we)
Been runnin' out of love for you lately (There ain't no hope, there ain't no us, there ain't no we)
I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (There ain't no we)
I ain't got no hope in us baby (There ain't no we)
It don't make no sense tryna hold on
Keep tryna check my cellular
Girl you got me thinkin' 'bout branchin' off
Nah, this ain't her, you way off
Baby this Jake from Statefarm
Got too much fishes in this water
Too much fish to worry 'bout ya
Too much fish to fry a piranha
Rather make a song than argue
You wanna fuss until tomorrow
Leave me alone I'm droppin' a album
Blowin' me up, I'm droppin' a verse
Put my phone on "Do Not Disturb"
I've been runnin' out of love
I've been runnin' out of words
Tired of askin' you "What's the matter?"
'Cause matters gettin' worse
I'm 'bout to kick you to the curb, skrrt skrrt
Lately I ain't been in your skirt, skirt, skirt
You would rather exchange words for a skirt
I'd rather pull up in a vert, skrrt skrrt
In traffic bent, I'm swerving
You flaggin', baby, you perkin'
I got a bag, but you can't get Birkin
We ain't lastin', this ain't workin'
Been runnin' out of love for you lately (out of L-O-V-E)
I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (Baby I'm T-I-R-E-D)
I ain't got no hope in us baby (Ain't got no H-O-P-E)
It don't make no sense tryna hold on (Baby I'm tired. baby I'm tired, there ain't no we)
Been runnin' out of love for you lately (There ain't no hope, there ain't no us, there ain't no we)
I don't wanna fuck wit' you no more (There ain't no we)
I ain't got no hope in us baby (There ain't no we)
It don't make no sense tryna hold on
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