Kylie Grande lyrics - Kodak Black
I want Kylie Jenner Twerking to this and I want Arianna twerking to this
I want Kylie Jenner Twerking to this and I want Arianna twerking to this
And once in a while we used to turn up turn up turn up
Think about them times I used to turn up with ya
Jenafao we can't let we burn up burn up burn up
We was just playing around but now I'm stuck with ya
On grandmaye we booked the PJ just me and my niggas
We used to fantasize this life when we was high off jiggas
Rolling on monkeys you done told me that you love me about a million times
Thuggin while I ain't civilizing
Chain gang with a crooked knife going through it they ain't sympathize
Lord knows I was almost blind blowing smoke in your mama house overdosing on gun powder
Bo and them was my role model
Mowhezzy did take me shopping Wally bought me every Jordan that came out
That's on my baby snipe
In the chain gang with a baby knife deuce deuce in my Timbaland in the club on
This ain't a thug this a love song I be hitting it raw with my gloves on and my ski mask still
Remember that night I was at your crib and I just came from a drill
Makaya baby I miss you
What would I be without my pistol
It's going be hard to let go my babe
Every now and then you used to cut up cut up cut up
But you crossed the line this time I'm so done with ya
You crossed the line this time I'll never forgive you
And I just gotta let you go my bae
And every now and then you used to cut up but you ain't never take it this far
You feel the same way like me ain't it?
Got the same rims on it I just repaint it
I put the Maybach on 40's if I could you wouldn't ignore me if you would
I'm putting turkeys in the hood too much
From where I'm standing I can see God smiling
I could of sworn I felt rain drops falling
I lost my license ya'll I smoke the whole ID hey Kylie Jenner where you I'm going scotty
Baby where should I meet you
Quebaja I teach you shawty
I can see the moon
Any shout out I can reach ya way
I can see the moon
Walking on the moon
Put a cut down and a blunt up but once in a blue moon I try up off it
I had to let you go you had me so exhausted bought my grandma a mansion she rather stay in a forest
Granny ducked off in the woods
You know what I'm tryna say I come through beat around the bush
My snipers on then roof they throwing money in the hood
You ain't never seen a vulture cry you looking at a wolf, I don't cry love
I just barking at the moon
I ain't never been a dummy but I crash for real
I snucked in a pound of runtz factory sealed
I got the same juice that Tupac killed
You know what it is
Still got Aja's face tatted in on my ribs swallow mouth full of them pills
Bumping juice world in the crib baby
I done spent Half a million on a clip my niggas would kill me if I switch that's why I still be in the brinks sandy
I want Arianna in here booty shaking
Baby where should I meet you?
Baby where should I meet you...
Close To Me lyrics - Kodak Black
(Zeuz)
Mentally, I'm dyin', physically, I'm drained
I'm fucked up emotionally
And spiritually, I'm dead, been livin' on the edge
Can't let no one get close to me
I've been to the shooters, I'm on a quest for true love
Can't find it in the sewers, see
My fault, they get what they want from me
It's my fault that my love don't come with a receipt
Got all the money in the world, but I'm just missin' my round
This shit would never have got this far, this shit wasn't supposed to go down
I laugh to keep from cryin', make love to keep from lyin'
My soul's been achin' desperately 'cause our love has been dyin'
Death notes in my journal, betrayals become normal
I'm to the point I'm fertile, they break me with the slightest touch
'Posed to be us against the world, why the hell we fightin' for?
I put the energy over me, you know I'll die for us
Mentally, I'm dyin', physically, I'm drained
I'm fucked up emotionally
And spiritually, I'm dead, been livin' on the edge
Can't let no one get close to me
Mentally, I'm dyin', physically, I'm drained
I'm fucked up emotionally
And spiritually, I'm dead, been livin' on the edge
Can't let no one get close to me
I'm fucked up emotionally
Can't let no one get close to me
I'm Kodak lyrics - Kodak Black
Like over night, I changed my whole mentality
I kept going back to jail, them people laughed at me
Separating entertainment from reality
She forgave me, I ain't even answer for that
I'm looking in the mirror like, "Boy, you Kodak"
How the hell I turned into a fucking Kodak?
I remember feeling like these rappers passing me
They say I need to start acting like I'm Kodak
I wish that I could fly to get away
I hate I chose this life, but it's too late
Sometimes I wanna cry to clean my soul
I pray that I'm forgave for everything
Can you see the best of me now I'm no longer twenty?
I was going through my struggle, dawg, everybody venting
I was tryna send a whole zip Z street in the range
I done turn into a Kodak, I was just in the trenches
And I thought I was never going to leave
Now I think I growed up in my sleeve
Really, I think the feds got me in the field
I'm not in the jets, I'm on the Lyft
I just run up a check like, "Lil' one, chill"
All that extra shit gon' get you killed
I need me some rest so I can heal
They don't do that stepping shit for real
I'm on the Salt Lake City in Utah over here, I don't gotta worry about shootsout
I'm a big stepper, I'm keeping my show tied, I was just fucking a bitch on a rooftop
300 a show, get more in Dubai, tell me it's smoke, I'm gonna gook out
Ooh, you the finest, bae, you too fly, keep my mind on baby like woosa
Birthday June, wanna sleep in July, wake me up after September
I like me over any nigga, fuck a steppa, nigga, send 'em
Hard Life lyrics - Kodak Black
(L Beats)
My nigga seen somebody snitchin', put a face on him
We killed the witness, now we call this blick the case burner
I'm rich as fuck, I'm in my money good
No matter what, I can't stay out the hood
I love to know how all of my people doin'
How would they feel if I go Hollywood?
I love my niggas so much, I let 'em cut me
He used to love me 'til he got some money
He went commercial, I stayed on the ugly
He met a bad bitch, she took her from me
Might've sold him muddy and I'm from the mud
Since elementary, I was in the club
Me and my friends grew up buckin' cars
Yeah, we was kids, but we was thuggin' hard
Me and Lil Wiz, I don't know where to start
The shit you did, it really broke my heart
Raw jacket cat won't never bend
Project pooh pop out a brutal kid
Like every year, I'm always doin' big
I'm tryna chill but they won't let me live
This for the projects, Miss Ruth to me
I'm so smart to be my age but I got foolish ways
I tote .380s and I tote .38s
I hope the jakes don't find my dirty K
Got on a chase, I had to swerve away
Glad they ain't catch me with my dirty K, yeah
I'm out the way, but I'm servin' Yay
I'm thinkin' 'bout my next murder play
I love my country to the streets, I can't even think
I'm always in and out of beef, I can't catch a break
As soon as I deal one of you fuck niggas, another come
Ain't got no money, baby, just hard dick and bubblegum
Got a daughter on the way but I want me another son
I'm tryna have a hundred mill' before the summer come
I'm poppin' a lot of pain pills because I got me some
These days, I'm never sayin' still, you'd think I'm on the run
The race was ridin' 'round, I think they on to somethin'
We beef a lot, but, dawg, you still my mama oldest son
You stand up for me, I needed you but I gotta forgive you
Fuck how I'm feelin', you my siblin', I gotta forgive you
Man, them niggas spoke up on your name
I took it personal, I got out there to do my thing
And I be wonderin', like, when is you gon' do the same?
It's been thunder in my window pane, gettin' hit with rain
Feel like the alphabet, boy, you tryna squeeze a Z
I'm droppin' hits and I do PPPs and easily
Surprised I made it in this rap streets, had me in too deep
I keep a scrap, I be ready to smack shit, a DVD
She callin' out different numbers, I put my phone on DnD
Got a couple rubbers, leakin' bitches in the BnB
I be dressin' dirty, I don't really care 'bout fashion and stuff
Still be carryin' myself like I ain't havin' this stuff
Burning Rubber lyrics - Kodak Black
I Pray my opps get some success in life so maybe then they'll stop hating
They Better Stay outta my way
That's all I'ma say book me if you want a funeral
The patek died Roman numeral
I drop loose change on watch
Taco Tuesdays on a yacht
I'm done playing from here on out
Before the prison day balenciaga crocs
I'm in the trenches where I used to serve rock
That's how we celebrate party on the block
I'm pulling tricks up top road running
Got her heart on lock and I switched the code on her
I roll up in a whole other car
Now I'm on nothing I ain't loving no thot
And I don't appreciate how you been playing, you be dick riding me and them
From here on out you can't
Nigga pick you a side you tryna die with
Rubi's on my teeth that means there's blood on my diamonds
Murder all I see I got blood on my eye lids
Murder all I see I got guns different sizes
Violate me, I told the judge come and find me
I'm a distributor putting drugs in the projects
Rapper and a shooter I don't need a nigga around me
They know how I'm rocking I'm loaded on oxy's
It's dope in the pocket it's beige
I give all the profit to bae
I'm rolling burning rubber and I'm smoking popping bool
Rolling burning rubber and I'm drinking Molly juice
Baby it's for you
Say baby this for you
Lately getting faded
This is for you baby
Demons with me crazy ya
We ain't picking faces yet
If anything we eating faces ya
I'm just gonna call you baby love
My life better I done stop chasing drugs
Keep 5 steppers with me because I'm in a rut
I'm chewing on a bool
Zoolin' Like a Zool
Heading down a gator with a vapor and a loot
I'm rolling burning rubber
Smoking burning rubber
Riding on a pony so my money is in my boots
I just wanna know if your with me sir
Step nigga come on step
Nigga step come on step
Bitch step
Lemme See lyrics - Kodak Black
I'm On 1800 Block, Zoe Boy off top
Pompano Cross Town, Got a Yop and A Glock
Bendin' Thru Any Hood, Yellow tags, He gone Drip
Curve Way What it is, Take a turn in this bitch
Sunland, Remix. Where a way keep it lit
Snipergang cutthroat, we the new Death Row
Manor Park Melrose, Broward County let's go
Whole hood behind me, Golden Acres, Pine Tree
Ugly corner skee, on the scene screaming glee
Say you 'bout it? Lemme see, Rep your hood lemme see
Z's Up Lemme See, P's Down Lemme See
Throw it Up lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Fast Music 954, All The Blood's Dye'd Up
All The Crips Rocking Blue, 7-4 Larry Hoover
Hit the Club, It's a Movie, Parking lot Start Shooting
Lemme See, Can you do it? New patek, Red Roof
Lemme see you throw it back. Trevor Wood, Where he at?
Posted up little Haiti, Haitian Boy, Crest Haiti
Haitian Boy, Tell the honk, New donk on chrome
West side, east side, that part
Power Heights, 1-11 deep side, Sunrise Aight
Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See
Hit a lick, Drop a wall peel all the way back for fifth five dog
Rest in peace Haitian Patt. Cross tracks 'bout you.
Everybody getting money, me and stack, chasing cars on the block
Serving junkie, kaya city what happenin' BFG black flaggin'
Deerfield keep it real nigga played they getting killed
SG, Yessir, nigga played they getting murked
SG hell yea, Haitian Boy ZMF
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Baby Snipe
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
You get whacked about me, Dade County Palm Beach
Park Way Lauderdale Haitian boy can you tell?
In a whip Straight Killa, yellow bitch, she from Dillard
Throw that ass in a mirror, got Little Z's in Rivera
To my love to the joint, can't forget Canel Point
ZB doing City Polk County, get with me
LP Franklin Park Hallandale, Liberia Dania beach
Carver ranches. Rest In Peace to Y Gia.
It's On 10's Represent. Young niggas in the tent.
New era what it do? Don't be scared to rep your crew
Lincoln Park Lemme see, Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See, Lemme See
All my niggas in the state, everybody going feds
Z shit, opa locka 3rd ave homestead
In a polka bean projects in Ferrari me and Fred
Nigga made a post about me 4 months he was dead
Little Havana, Where he at? Where he at? Where he at?
Alaphata Where he at? Where he at? Where he at?
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
Lemme See
2'CY lyrics - Kodak Black
Take a bump of this toosie, tootsie
Take a bump of this toosie then baby let's go to tootsies
Taking a bump of this toosie then baby let's go to tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together baby
I just hope when you're gone your new home is a tombstone
Hopefully them niggas you fucking with send a bouqet
You are cute in the face but you ain't nothing to cuff
Everything I do is one of one
Surviving when we killing each other and dying
And plus I'm too young to die
Sober taking flights soon I roll over
Told her baby girl this shoulder not for crying
Our shooters on the ridge
Jewelry in the fridge
Baby, let me hit a glitch
Oh glitches make me itch
Now I'm glitchin' and itchin'
Glitchin' and itchin'
I'm stacking and sticking
It's about 5 in the morning
I'm still sliding and rolling
I'm still sliding and rolling
You still sliding and rolling
You can get as high as you want
You can die if you want
Better understand me clearer
I'm not tryna take it there
It's a nightmare very scary
Better protect your mediser
And the lil baby them came with an nurse
Hop in the Wraith and skrrt
Bet you never seen a Maybach hearse
Bedtime fuckin said bae that hurt
Mine still rock I daycare
Man these bitches ain't a thing
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
They don't understand me clear
Hey that gone to register
You better put your safety first
Panties, lanties, skaters first
Codeine sticking like maple syrup
But my daughter got baby burps
I wake up get faded first
Say my prayer then take a perk
Hey that gone to register
You better put your safety first
Swing this bitch like Katy Perry
Panties, linens and gator first
Codeine sticking like maple syrup
Hey that gone to register
Oh lil baby them came with nurse
Hop in the Wraith and skrrt
Take a hit of this tootsie
And then baby let's go to tootsies
Until the morning sun
Let's get faded baby boosie
These niggas really coochie
Let me show you something
Ooh, Mustang baby blue
Swing that stick like Baby Ruth
That's my Australian boo
Jump on that dick like kangaroo
None of you niggas can beat me, I know it
Talk it, I walk it, you count it, I show it
I don't understand you boo
I'm not understandable
I'm gone make my Uzi clap
Swervin' the vert them two and a half
I ain't gone lie that coochie better
Fuck little bitch in the booby trap
Hit em one time and that dude collapse
I won't be tryna be rude but facts
Why you on the Internet doing that
I done got all your shooters smacked
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
I don't understand this bitch
They don't want accept I'm rich
They can't understand this shit
She ain't tryna let me hit too quick
Think that mean that she a keeper
Bitch I don't get that pussy tonight
Bitch I don't want it tomorrow either
Toosie, them baby let's go to tootsies
Can't you see how powerful we are together bae
I just hope when you're gone your new home is a tombstone
Hopefully them niggas you fucking with send a bouquet
Nothing To Me lyrics - Kodak Black
This shit mean nothin' to me
I'm so heartless with this shit, you ain't take nothin' from 'em
Grabbed this AP when it slip and then they shot your cousin
I might stand up in the pussy, but I'ma fall in love
Bae let's rise above
I've been dodgin' horns
I be running from the pigs, I feel like Martin Lawrence
I was a snotty nose little kid, I feel like Meech
I've been blowin' money quick, I feel like Reeve's
I spent three hundred for this shit, you say I shot your mama
Why you lyin' on me and shit 'cause I was in Bahamas?
Playin' poker, drinkin' crisp and smokin' weed
I ain't never goin' to admit the shit I seen
I ain't never goin' to admit—
I spent forty on that bitch because she bean
I ain't no rat, I don't eat nothing with no cheese
This a dirty Glock in these Amiri jeans
Even though I'm from the ugly, bitch, I'm clean
I just talked to Gotti, say he know my secrets
I be killin' shit and think he don't see it
I'm with the mafia, they know I'm demon
And, I bet you always see me in your dreams
I'm born and raised Pompanoya, I'm on leave
I miss my blue Toyota, it got seized
Syko on the way he pullin' up with Keef
I say, "Don't even come if y'all don't got no trees"
I keep a tree branch, yeah, dirty sticks
Six shooters, I don't need a thirty-clip
Dead flowers, I like guns and roses
AK-47s and whole lot of motion
AK-47s and whole lot of motion (Say, yeah)
AK-47s and whole lot of motion
AK-47s and whole lot of motion nigga
I pay the studio session serving fiends
Your bitch in here poppin' pussy, poppin' beans
Yet my nigga fell out with me for no reason
And he know he fucked up in his ear
'Cause he already know how I be
Probably put that boy to sleep when I see him
Fuck the F-E-D-S, A-B-C's I'm a lil nigga, but I'ma step, that's on my Zs
Fuck the fame, I'm rocking Prada with the Re's
I told my nigga, "Just follow my lead"
I'ma rundown on a nigga, bitch, freeze
I'm tryna tell ya, baby, I got what you need
Came Thru Flushin' lyrics - Kodak Black
I came here with nothin', now, I got that money, now, they know me
Came through flushin', I put the bustin' on the Rollie
Them niggas say fuck me, I swear to God that was my whodie
Stick from the Russians, I got a hundred, and it's loaded
My ear to the streets, and I got my eyes on my opponent
These niggas want beef, and I got that heat for whoever want it
I'm a fool on these beats, but with that piece, I act a donkey
I'm back on that lean, when I get to the scene, I'm actin' bolegs
Stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean, I don't know what's wrong with me
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe, I'm at the show with it
Shorty, she nice, but that bitch ain't right, she fuckin' got four leg
Pulled up in a Viper, I was on a bike, I was on a go ped
Like it or love it, forever thuggin', that's how I be
Wilding' for nothin', I'm out in public acting acky
I see it comin', I'ma find a plug in Abu Dhabi
I'm on a monkey, but I ain't no monkey on high heat
He just beat a case and jumped out the Wraith and caught a body
Just beat a case and jumped out the Wraith and caught a body
My bitch caught me cheatin', she went to beefin', took my car key
I'm totin' this heat, it got me conceded, actin' cocky
I keep it gutter, these pussy niggas be tryna knock me
I keep it comin', them pussy niggas be tryna stop me
Hit the floor runnin', them pussy niggas was tryna block me
The judge throwing numbers he's giving Boas like it's rocky
Came from the struggle where you don't make it out lightly
And then, when you make it, they go to flamin' 'cause you icey
We hop out with skis, we kill with ease like the ISIS
I got me some cheese, remember we was in a crisis
Pulled up on the scene I'm in a stolo two-door Chrysler
Not a foreign, no keys, remember I was on a bicycle
'Member I had to ask for it
Knew daddy and my mama poor
Walkin' up to the older boys, give me a dollar for a popsicle
Give me a dollar for a ice cream
Shit turned around, and niggas I use to look up to say they don't like me no more
I was on a chase I almost got away until they turned on they little high beam
Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful
I don't know what's wrong with me
Glee, glee, glee
I don't know what's wrong
What's wrong with me?
I say the stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean, I don't know what's wrong with me
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe, I'm at the show with it
Stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe
The stick in my jeans, I'm on a bean, I don't know what's wrong with me
Rockin' the mic', and I'm totin' pipe, I'm at the show with it
Shorty, she nice, but that bitch ain't right, she fuckin' got four leg
Pulled up in a Viper, I was on a bike, I was on a go ped
Gleeful, gleeful, gleeful
I don't know what's wrong with me
Tide
Like it or love it, forever thuggin', that's how I be
Wildin' for nothing I'm out in public acting acky
I'm out in public acting acky
Like it or love it, forever thuggin', that's how I be
Eaze Your Mind lyrics - Kodak Black
Let Me Ease Your Mind
Bring you in my world
You done caught me eye
And you could be my...
Let Me Ease Your Mind
Bring you in my world
You done caught me eye
And you could be my Baby girl
Let Me Ease Your Mind
Bring you in my world
You done caught me eye
And you could be my Girl
I don't know what you've been told but
I'm sniper gang
I'm sniper gang
I'm sniper gang
What happening baby girl
I really think your her
They ain't cause they're yours
These bitches can't compare
You the only bitch I hit on her period
I let you down a couple times you still taking me serious
I drive you crazy living fast that shit be having your furious
If you lose your life to the streets whose going to be there for the children
It's like a camera when I flip don't let it flash kept clicking
They were slandering a nigga had nobody to defend me
These niggas trying too hard to be a killer, it kill me
Why PnB rock had to die I cried the whole flight to Philly
I just wish my brother cool was right here to experience
But when a thug cry tears it's serious
Got a lot of people depend on me yak you better get it right
And now a days the OG's need the young niggas advice
I used to wish I was born rich and white
Thanking my life, I'd never been a snipe
Let Me Ease Your Mind
Bring you in my world
Because You done caught me eye
And you could be my girl
Let Me Ease Your Mind
Bring you in my world
I look into your eyes
And think about our baby girl
Let Me Ease Your Mind
Bring you in my world
I look into the sky
Lord thank you for my baby girl
I don't know what your used to
But I'm a sniper baby
I'm not those lames
I'm not...
Baby
Wasting your time but this time I'm gonna make it count that's why I got you those AP's
These fucking blogs and all these niggas love to talk
Put a Op on Saycheese
They be thinking they're the biggest killer until a little nigga come and take your breath
You ain't official you bitter ain't get no skrillas
That's why you hate yourself
Steady starting the business you in everyone issues like your chasing your death
Nigga almost 50 still chasing the street image you should be ashamed of yourself
Before you leave and think you'll find another me you better don't play yourself
Niggas be depressed ain't gotten nothing left to look forward to but death he tryna race for hell
Got a death wish ready for a bitch to do you something quick
Or you gone take yourself
No you be crabbing' with your family so when it happen to you I ain't gone care
Fuck You Too lyrics - Kodak Black
Uh, Kodak, let's do It
Uh, yeah, for sure
Get right
Um, yeah, um, yeah, for sure
Yeah, let's do it
I'm at peace with myself, I don't need nobody to make me happy
Stay away from things don't value me
Where were you when I couldn't stay out that county jail for nothin' and everybody used to laugh at me?
From home boys to the broads, everybody left me scarred
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Wakin' up when it's dark
Late walks at the park
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
I was in the street, like, who want it?
Hit the bank like blue hundreds
Niggas tryna play me, bitches tryna play me, tighten up, who dummy?
I ain't playing 'bout me, I'm protectin' my peace
Not even police can take it from me
Tell them niggas to slide, I be here ready to die where a new me is waitin' for me
I was fifteen I know that
I pull up stolo gold Jag'
I was in Lauderdale, fuck niggas tried me, when I drawed, I shot the whole scab
That's a magnum, Tre fifty-seven
I went Camry to the McLaren
Yeah, I'm twenty-six, thirteen, six, but Syko, that's my Five, that millionaire
Ain't no play with him, nah not that one
I want red rum, spell that backwards
Before you make it the ho come after
Stay in these haters' mouth like a mamba
Real stepper, I keep in my step, y'all already know how I fly, I'm a vulture, I'm a bird
All snakes gettin' ate, all 'em gotta die, on my mama
That's my word (On my Z)
I'm at peace with myself, I don't need nobody to make me happy
Stay away from things don't value me
Where were you when I couldn't stay out that county jail for nothin' and everybody used to laugh at me?
From home boys to the broads, everybody left me scarred
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Wakin' up when it's dark
Late walks at the park
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Feel at peace with myself at the moment
Worry 'bout me, then my family and money
Back then I used just wanted, to be wanted
Now, I don't give a fuck on my lonely, I'm thuggin'
I done seen a few killers turn snitches
I had some of my hitters turn bitches
I've been chillin' and keepin' my distance
It ain't 'bout the skrilla, I'm servin' no interest
You can leave and get whacked, I ain't trippin'
Chase the sack, ain't runnin' after no bitches
Codeine sippin', it no more Actavis, but I'm activated
Been in shootouts, got shot close distance
I can't die, I ain't done with my mission
Promethazine kickin' my ass
I'm overturnt, I get past faded
For everybody cross me, I'ma make sure, 'fore I go, I'm be compensatin'
Now, I only allow myself where I am appreciated, not tolerated
Big stepper, real stepper
Keep pep in my step, y'all already know how I fly, I'm a vulture, I'm a bird
All snakes gettin' ate
All of 'em gotta die on my mama, that's my word (My Z, nigga)
I'm at peace with myself, I don't need nobody to make me happy
Stay away from things don't value me
Where were you when I couldn't stay out that county jail for nothin' and everybody used to laugh at me?
From home boys to the broads, everybody left me scarred
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Wakin' up when it's dark
Late walks at the park
Goin' 'round lookin' for anybody who can fix my broken heart
Colostomy lyrics - Kodak Black & WizDaWizard
Yea nigga
Free that Yoda gang
Trust
Ey I was real on the block with the pistol
Young nigga 14 shooting missiles
Yellow tape white chalk get you an issue
Yellow tape white chalk doing bad
Pants down pussy would not sag
He was fat when he got shot he turned skinny
Drake ate up his face and he smell shitty
I put a nigga in his shit back, he shitted
Yea that's facts
Smoking opp pack this shit thrax
I'ma plead the 5th I shot by sak's sliding with no tint tryna catch
Young nigga in the tent, in the jag
I had went to running I got back I promise they ain't fucking with lil yak
Promise they ain't fucking with my clique
Beat a nigga block with a stick, yak say get ya it's a blitz
Head shot Bop it's a hit
Wiz you know how I'm zoolin' AR 15 with the coolant
Nigga what it is what we doing
How you funna play it let's get moving
Beat a nigga block all night
If we see the nigga it's on sight
Write that boy a letter send that boy a kite
Get up on his clothes take a nigga life
I'ma catch a body nigga you gone die
I no doubt you scared I can see you eys
Bop bop bop
PCB with the spice
I'm a big ole Z I'm a snipe
I don't petty beef it's for life
I don't petty beef I'm tryna kill
I don't pity beef I'm tryna kill
Take the track advice off the rental
Back seat not ride or not the middle
I'm the only who sent it how you feeling?
I'm the one who did it to that nigga
Bound out nigga hydrolyics
I got bitches lined up in the lobby
I ain't trey way I keep it shotty
I ain't came to play I want your body
I ain't came to play I want your soul
Your dwag got shot the nigga told
We were bending back to back and the focus been back to back and some motion
Because I was smoking on this niggas potent
Heard you got me day got me floating
Niggas can't block us too much motion
I'm tryna killl that nigga and get some more bands
Bro jacking shit with no lotion
Infared bean but it's green
I'ma make a scene o the scene
They don't call me Kodak for no reason
Shot a nigga lights camera action
Monkey suit on me I got fashion
Monkey suit swinging with the tree branch I don't crip walk I do my z dance
Bend with a stick before I bend with a Glock
I'ma hit your block with a big ass chop
Eat a nigga face on site playing with my top
You ain't heard about me only get the city high
Hit a scene no ski letting of 50 shots
Extra Clips lyrics - Kodak Black, WizDaWizard & Wam SpinThaBin
Real Steppers
Shit know what I'm saying
Shit you know the rest you know what I'm sayin'
MM Got alot of bullets and extra clip
Pop alot of perky and ecstasy
I be riding dirty I got Tex in the whip
I be sliding lurkin tryna catch me a bitch
If I'm posted in the club there's too much pistols in this bitch
I don't throw money in the club I'd shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain't beefing with nobody if you ain't tryna kill each other
I'm so bored I wanna body I be tryna catch me another
Got alot of bullets and extra clip
Pop alot of perky and ecstasy
I be riding dirty I got Tex in the whip
I be sliding lurkin tryna catch me a bitch
If I'm posted in the club there's too much pistols in this bitch
I don't throw money in the club I'd shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain't beefing with nobody if you ain't tryna kill each other
I'm so bored I wanna body I be tryna catch me another
I'm hanging out the fan I just bought another cutter
If I catch him loafin' send that boy to his brother
I got on all my ice and non of these fuck niggas gone touch me
A thousand shots in this bitch my young niggas gone bust it
A thousand shots up in this bitch this shit here can get ugly
DOA broad day Mikey got hit with a dozen
Better ask my opps if I can't get you I'd kill your cousin
And we spin they blocks with Glock they shots don't do nothing
No more kicking doors I got that shit on me
I was just fighting the case now I want 10 for the fee
He got 4 perks shit fuck it I need 3
I ain't with all that talking I be laying right where you sleep
On God
Got alot of bullets and extra clip
Pop alot of perky and ecstasy
I be riding dirty I got Tex in the whip
I be sliding lurkin tryna catch me a bitch
If I'm posted in the club there's too much pistols in this bitch
I don't throw money in the club I'd shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain't beefing with nobody if you ain't tryna kill each other
I'm so bored I wanna body I be tryna catch me another
Got alot of bullets and extra clip
Pop alot of perky and ecstasy
I be riding dirty I got Tex in the whip
I be sliding lurkin tryna catch me a bitch
If I'm posted in the club there's too much pistols in this bitch
I don't throw money in the club I'd shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain't beefing with nobody if you ain't tryna kill each other
I'm so bored I wanna body I be tryna catch me another
I just got me a body now I wanna catch me another one
I just peeped the real niggas puss ass ain't on nothing
The way I slang this K you would think I'm from the ugly
If yak say let it spray AR hitting no discussion
Brought out every solider know them choppas there
They know I'm a threat spin a bin and I won't leave a trace
He ain't get to hit AR boom just felt it eat his face
We don't do no 556's only 308's this a SRT so when I hit the gas it twerk
2000 baby fell in love with drank and popping perk
This street they for the G's and if your scared then go to church
Bitch I'm really shiesty might just spin the wake and flood the herse nigga
Got alot of bullets and extra clip
Pop alot of perky and ecstasy
I be riding dirty I got Tex in the whip
I be sliding lurkin tryna catch me a bitch
If I'm posted in the club there's too much pistols in this bitch
I don't throw money in the club I'd shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain't beefing with nobody if you ain't tryna kill each other
I'm so bored I wanna body I be tryna catch me another
Got alot of bullets and extra clip
Pop alot of perky and ecstasy
I be riding dirty I got Tex in the whip
I be sliding lurkin tryna catch me a bitch
If I'm posted in the club there's too much pistols in this bitch
I don't throw money in the club I'd shoot a nigga in this bitch
Ain't beefing with nobody if you ain't tryna kill each other
I'm so bored I wanna body I be tryna catch me another
Scared Of My Money lyrics - Kodak Black
(L Beats)
She wanna commit, but she's scared of my money
'Cause I could buy whatever love that I want
I'll never commit 'cause you don't wanna be stuck with 'em
And they step all on your heart
I ain't got no tags on the cutlets but keep goin' past Kentucky
I put a hundred grand on your book, bruh, when you see, it bang through
I told 'em to chill 'cause I was on a hiatus
I told Wiz mama to cook, he eat my mama food too
She wanna commit, but she's scared of my money
'Cause I could buy whatever love that I want
I'll never commit 'cause you don't wanna be stuck with 'em
And they step all on your heart
I'ma roll this K2 on a dollar
Because I already know you need somebody to lean on 'cause I had saw ya
It's needless to say, I run around with killers and all the robbers
I woke up, I said a prayer and got to it they said, father
I'm 'posed to buy my Wraith for this Drac', Champagnepapi
That nigga put a nigga on his face, how you get a pardon?
Right On Time lyrics - Kodak Black
(Earl on the beat)
(J Gramm on the beat)
England on her feet
Eighty for a piece
Take her to the beach
Got her from a mark nigga, now, she was with a Z
Now, she wanna talk different, slang in her speech
Now, I know our love better
Make me wanna preach
Shot a nigga and then went to mama house, let me get some bleach
Like lights on how you glee, I Barbie Doll your Jeep
She sassy, but she's sweet
She classy, and she's street
You the one I wanna keep
KTB, I'ma keep that baby, but she ain't my niece
I don't wanna mess this up, so I'm followin' your lead
Keep her happy, keep her laughin' 'cause I love to see her teeth
My only job to make you smile so hard 'til I rip your cheeks
Got a big ol' rock heart shape solitary pink
Always kept it in a safe in case one day I find my queen
And you the one I wanna see put on this ring
I hope you don't mind, but I ain't getting on my knees
I'm thankin' God I ain't met you when I was wild and I was childish
I guess this perfect timin'
Perfect timin' for us to be together
I cleaned up and got sober, now, I'm thinking better
You right on time, I'ma take this as a sign
Put your dreams with mine, so our hearts can intertwine
Red wine, baby, let me ease your mind
I kiss you from behind lick you all the way down your spine
You right on time, I'ma take this as a sign
Put your dreams with mine, so our hearts can intertwine
Red wine, baby, let me ease your mind
I kiss you from behind lick you all the way down your spine
Ginseng, babe, I love you feng shui
I want you to be bae, I think about you every day
Ain't gon' play 'bout you, girl, you with the game
That's why every Halloween is our anniversary
Fuck a look, baby, rap with me
Don't run, baby, flock with me
Don't run, baby, flock with me
Fuck a look, baby, rap with me
For every Halloween is our anniversary
Facetime Hiding lyrics - Kodak Black
Why you don't FaceTime hiding from me
Why you don't turn on the lights for me
Why don't you shut up and ride for me
You need to shut up and ride for me
Why you don't FaceTime hiding from me
Why you don't turn on the lights for me
Why you don't shut up and ride me
Girl you need to shut up and ride for me
Free Draco that's my slime buddy
I was on probation still opp hunting
Better be ready your time coming
Got a 11 million and 9 hundred
Track hawk only a jeep
I keep my main niggas on beat about them I tear up the street
Jump out the bently and park the seat
Won the hoe with the word I say
Bet I murder with a
Smile on my face
Spent 250 on a watch today
So I guess I got time to waste
Hop in the wraith I smash it
This ain't the car going off fast in
I'm a silent assassin
I be minding my business but still getting active
Why you don't FaceTime hiding from me
Why you don't turn on the lights for me
Why don't you shut up and ride for me
You need to shut up and ride for me
Why you don't FaceTime hiding from me
Why you don't turn on the lights for me
Why you don't shut up and ride me
Girl you need to shut up and ride for me
This is FaceTime girl why you hiding your face
Why don't you shut up and do what I say
I wanna ride I don't want no brakes
My baby tote that fire she ain't got no mace
Niggas be fake baby I'ma need you to be the realist one on my side
This ain't a phrase baby
Actually you ain't gone ride your ass gone die
Bitch show me your face hoe
I didn't call FaceTime just to see Half your eye
Or put up this Draco better not be no other niggas coming to your house
I'ma just give you my heart consignment
You need to understand the assignment
Help me cope cause all my folks keep dying
I'ma need some love to calm down my violence
Why you don't FaceTime hiding from me
Why you don't turn on the lights for me
Why don't you shut up and ride for me
You need to shut up and ride for me
Why you don't FaceTime hiding from me
Why you don't turn on the lights for me
Why you don't shut up and ride me
Girl you need to shut up and ride for me
My Chest Out lyrics - Kodak Black
Say, I'm walkin' 'round with my chest out
Who these niggas claim to be and never check out
I'm goin' in, dog, feel like I'm the best out
She gon' put up with my shit as long as she ain't left out
The world chilly like a left-eye
Cold world, baby, tea bag
I know niggas envy they be fishin' I don't seabags
Couldn't get her up the stairs, so, I just fucked her on the bean bag
Say, I get a nigga whole team bagged
Ayy, he got a nigga whole crew murked
I don't take drugs but do Percs like I'm from the Bronx 'cause I keep some new Yerks
I'm in New York, yeah, my name Bill, I was locked up in buffalo
Had the CO bring the set, she hit the news, got in trouble though
I was trappin' out the W, got Bose in the bungalow
Better say my name straight, lil' pussy-ho' with no underscore (Oh, yeah)
Shake it like a Jamaican, baby, pon di floor
You was talkin' like you was a pro, now, take this dick what you runnin' for?
My lil' Louisiana bitch she walk in the house and grab the dick
I caught the play and ran the blitz, got all them pussy niggas hit
I got a .380 with a clip, walked in with a blink on my hip
I like the way you talk, you walk like you got a disc in your hip
How you got a dick in yo' shit, baby? I spent a ticket on you, baby
I like your stance, the way you dance
I don't even like faggots grabbing on ya
Yeah, yeah, I bounced back from that shit and came back way better, they like, "How?"
Send my lil' cracker bitch through the bank teller like, "Wow"
I ain't even up no bean, nigga, I just hate fellow
Purple Wok', Codeine, but, ain't gon' lie, that green taste better, yeah, yeah
Jumped out the drop, I'm ready to pop any nigga top who think they that
She like the sniper between her legs while she playin' with my dreads
Woke up this morning just me Lil Taz, Lil Crix, Lil Red
I smokin' Krip, get out of my face, that Zaza shit be Ritz
Sosa and Golden, they so SG, snatch and grab shit like the feds
That shit you told a nigga ain't gonna do shit but just make somebody mad
Young nigga was trollin', I ain't forgot shit, I'm just plottin', I'm on they ass
Master Peace lyrics - Kodak Black & OG Bobby Billions
I've been on the ugly corner all my damn life everyday is a tragedy
The streets took me over ain't nothing nice, I can't even master peace
I be on the ugly corner all my damn life everyday a tragedy
The streets took me over ain't nothing nice, I can't even master peace
I can't even master peace
I can't even master
I can't even master peace
They know they was destined why they mad at a g
I gave it all I got this shit ain't happen for free
Came a long way from the block look what I happen to be
They thought I was going crazy keep the strap on the seat
They thought I was gonna sign with baby or master P
When I got my first 380 I was happy for weeks
I remember getting faded tryna balance the heat
I remember I kept fucking the re up
Baby jump out with the mop I had to clean up
Leave a stain for some rank cause we young niggas
Catch a body cause we chlidish and young niggas
I've been on the ugly corner all my damn life everyday is a tragedy
The streets took me over ain't nothing nice, I can't even master peace
I can't even master
Niggas on that don shit I'm tryna run shit
Now my flow a masterpiece I'm one of one
Project picaso I'm from the slums
Blood red I paint the city with my gun
Hood art dealer selling P like a vangough
Crazy how much work we can cook up in this van though
Bach beethoven play with keys like a piano
Hop out with these switches get to tweaking like I'm Rambo
Say they like how I put the choir on this trap shit
Ghetto gospel I got them singing in the trap
Say it powerful how I put Jesus in my rap
Send you yo ass to me they get to squeezing on this strap
There's roaches and rats ain't no peace up in this trenches
Every piece I got come with switches and extentions
I'm tryna make a masterpiece I'm tryna go divinci
But I can't even master peace I'm stressed for real
I've been on the ugly corner all my damn life everyday is a tragedy
The streets took me over ain't nothing nice, I can't even master peace
I be on the ugly corner all my damn life everyday a tragedy
The streets took me over ain't nothing nice, I can't even master peace
I can't even master peace
I can't even master
I can't even master peace
I can't even master
I can't even master peace
I can't even
We was off the porch we was deep in these streets
Late night fist fights rocking niggas to sleep
Stuck off in the struggle we was in too deep
Knew we'd make it out we just had to believe
I can't master
I can't even master peace
I can't even master
Hope You Know lyrics - Kodak Black
I hope you know, uh
I'll forever fuck with you
I hope you know
Ayy, ayy, yeah
I hope you know, I still ain't over you
I miss my bro, I miss my homie too
I hope you know I'm still your main man
Even though you gone, ayy, ayy, yeah
I hope you know, I still ain't over you
I miss my bro, I miss my homie too
I hope you know I'm still your main man
Even though you gone, I still ain't changin'
Even though you wrong, I'm still gon' fuck with you
Even though you told, I still got love for you
Young nigga, I'm runnin' deep end like I'm Brodney Pool
If a nigga give me a reason, you know I'ma shoot
Fourteen, I'm just a teenager, and I hit the news
Mama, I'm just tryna be great, nigga won't let me do it
Every time I walk out the door, I know your prayin' over me
Every time need you the most, you right here where you 'posed to be
I hope you know, I'm still your woe, I'm still a good friend
I still be keepin' it real when ain't nobody lookin' at me
I let you walk all over me, left me with footprints
I wish you hit me up and check on how I'm doin' at least
I hope you know, I still ain't over you
I miss my ho, I miss my mama too
I hope you know I'm still your main man
Even though you wrong, I'm still in here
Even though you wrong, I'm still right here
And I'm cryin' so much inside, I never shed a tear
How the hell we fall out like it's nothin'? That shit weird
When we been thuggin' and we been runnin' for all these years
I hope you know, I still ain't over you
I miss my bro, I miss my homie too
I hope you know I'm still your main man
Even though you gone— (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
I hope you know, I still ain't over you
I miss my bro, I miss my homie too
I hope you know I'm still your main man
Even though you gone, I still ain't changin'
Even though you wrong, I'm still gon' fuck with you
Right now I'm just tryna be greater
Right now I'm tryna be greater
These niggas won't let me live better
Baby, I promise, I'ma be better
Even though you told, I still got love for you
Young nigga, I'm runnin' deep end like I'm Brodney Pool
If a nigga give me a reason, you know I'ma shoot
I hope you know, I'm still your woe, I'm still a good friend
I still be keepin' it real when ain't nobody lookin' at me
I let you walk all over me, left me with footprints
I wish you hit me up and check on how I'm doin' at least
I hope you know, even though you gone
Even though you
Uh, I hope you know
And, I'm just tryna be—
But, these niggas won't let me be—
These niggas won't let me be great
These bitches won't let me be me
And, I'm just tryna be greater
I hope you know
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