Off The Land lyrics - Kodak Black

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

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

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

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

Project baby, I remember eating lilly-dillys

Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Getting bread every day, I graduated from biscuits

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

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

I be money-laundering

I got zero tolerance

When I get home I gotta hit (baby)

You better be in your lingerie (baby)

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

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

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

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

Project baby, I remember eating lilly-dillys

Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen

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

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

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

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

No not Boy RD but free my niggas in the can

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

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

I got two fingers up her dress and she already wet

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Project baby, I remember eating lilly-dillys

Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen

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

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

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

[Young Thug:]

Ring your broad

I'm 'bout to ring your broad

(Wheezy Beatz)

[Kodak Black:]

Glee!

[Young Thug:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

Money in every room that I walk in

I got pigeons in the coop and they chargin' in

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

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

Pull up, hop out a foreign whip

I got some guns in the pool pit

And with my car, got a full kit

Don't make me go brazy, go ludicrous

Been doin' for ages, you new to this

I look at the greatest like who is this?

I ball on 'em like I'm Stojaković

I dunk on your bitch with a lot of dick

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

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

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

Buy the bitch diamonds and the yellow, Pikachu

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

[Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

S550 my nig', S550 ya dig

[Young Thug:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

Fuck around and hit your broad, dog

Fuck around and hit you about the sauce, dog

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

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

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

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

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

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

We got the top and the sun down

I ride 'round the town with the top down

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

My water gon' drown you (Yeah)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm 'bout to ring your broad, dog

Feeling Like lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Jeezy)

[Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He even dropped outta school, took it to his hobby

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

And once you slide, boy, you better hit everybody

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

'Cause I'm about to see out the end

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

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

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

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

I think about my homies in the system

I think about my homies 'cause I miss 'em

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

You miss Christmas, my nigga

You miss Easter, my nigga

You missin' out on your children

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

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

Lil Kodak I'm gone

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Jeezy:]

Yo, my daughter got a nanny for her other nanny

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

Two mil on wheels, that's in my garage

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

Trip to Lauderdale, reupped in Parkway

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

Y'all pray for us, we on the turnpike

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

See niggas lose they life, nigga lose their minds

Niggas get to like you, nigga left behind, woo

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

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

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

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

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

Scrapped up in the 'rari in designer frames

Mad luck just hit the last house

My paranoid ass Bentley, got the cash out

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

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

Thank the Lord, I got blessed with some trap money

But the devil got me workin' for this rap money

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

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

[Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Why They Call You Kodak lyrics - Kodak Black

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

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

Brrr, glee, Sniper Gang, ayy

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

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

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

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

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

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I'll violate to get a pussy nigga straight

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

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

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

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

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

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

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

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

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

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

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

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

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

Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me

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

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

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

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

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

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

There He Go lyrics - Kodak Black

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Boy I drop that shit that they be waitin' for

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

I done peeped your true colors, boy you a rainbow

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

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

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

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

But shawty got that head, she got that fire brain

She know I love the head, I love that migraine

You ain't never run off with a boss ainna

She know a nigga be stunting like a Power Ranger

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ay, everybody runnin', nigga got a gun

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

mixtape: Lil Big Pac (2016)

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

Everything 1K lyrics - Kodak Black

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

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

It's a blessing just to be here

Everything 1K

I know you're money hungry

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

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

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

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

This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system

Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith

I got to thank God for everything

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

Everything 1K

I woke up in the morning on a cold slab

How the hell I'm in a damn cell

I'm in jail taking cold baths

I went down the wrong path

Lil boy don't go that way

You prolly won't last

Before I had the fame I had the name

I earned my stripes like Adidas

Sliding base like I'm Derek Jeter

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

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

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

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

The same nigga was hating, I turned them to believers

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

I know you're money hungry

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

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

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

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

This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system

Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith

I got to thank God for everything

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

Everything 1K

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

He unlocked my cell when they threw away the key

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Brother from the same struggle, cut from the same cloth

I know you're money hungry

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

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

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

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

This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system

Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith

I got to thank God for everything

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

Everything 1K

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

Who that is? Lil Kodak

It's Gucci!

1800!

Look!

[Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

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

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

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

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

[Gucci Mane:]

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

Watch 200 so I'm comin' out blingin'

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

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

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

Soon as he left, the coke price start jumpin'

Walk around the club like I walked around the yard

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

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

Never ever ever let a rapper disrespect me

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

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

Guwop!

[Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

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

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

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

Poppin' in this bih, vibin' with my clique

Can I lyrics - Kodak Black

[Intro - Kodak Black:]

Yeah

This my shit right here

This my kinda shit right here

Y'all know me, the son

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

Can I ball? Can I chill?

Can I stunt?

Would I live long enough to raise my son?

Made something out of nothin'

And nothin' what I'm from

Can your boy do something productive for once?

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

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

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

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

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

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

I gotta see if the pussy good before I cuff

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

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

All you gotta do is grind

It's gon' take time

Ain't no time to chill

Ain't no time to vibe

All my people wanted me to sit my ass down

But I been on gold since I got off my behind

Everybody wanna shine

Nobody wanna grind

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

None of this shit just fall from the sky

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

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

Can I ball? Can I chill?

Can I stunt?

Would I live long enough to raise my son?

Made something out of nothin'

And nothin' what I'm from

Can your boy do something productive for once?

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

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

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

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

[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]

Can a nigga eat in peace?

You leechin' for a crumb

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

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

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

Can I take you out to lunch?

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

I just made shawty tell a man that she done

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

I'm gone, I'm done

I shook and went describin'

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

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

Robbin', connivin', wylin' and burglarizin'

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

Can I ball? Can I chill?

Can I stunt?

Would I live long enough to raise my son?

Made something out of nothin'

And nothin' what I'm from

Can your boy do something productive for once?

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

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

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

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

Slayed lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Boosie Badazz)

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wally say boy you better get her so I blitzed her

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

My mama say, baby you a winner not a quitter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep

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

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

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

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

[Verse 2 - Boosie Badazz:]

Take his bag then smash, what uncle telling me

Dirty pistol, dirty mask, another felony

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

Choppers was tryna take me out at only seventeen

9 Glock, body rock, this bitch hold 17

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

Cocaine under my nails, working this triple beam

No fingerprints on my shells, too sticky from the lean

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

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

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

Guess how I got all my muscle, from deleting shit

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

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

Boy you remind me of your bitch, you a bitch

Your address supposed to be a nigga's ditch

Old pussy ass nigga

[Hook - Kodak Black:]

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

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

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

I keep that heavy metal just in case he tryna creep

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

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

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

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

Big Bank lyrics - Kodak Black

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

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

But this the real deal? For real?

Lil nigga I got big bank

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

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

Smoking medicate help me meditate

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

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

I swear all I do is crank like I never think

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

Let it spray, Kodak let it spray

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

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

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

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

It like I be painting pictures but I picture paint

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

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

I be drawing when I speak, see it vividly

I keep a 30 clip but this a Glock 23

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

Drop two ounces of codeine in my Minute Maid

Lil nigga I got big bank

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

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

Smoking medicate help me meditate

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

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

I swear all I do is crank like I never think

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

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

By the way when you approach me better come correctly

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

All the motherfucking bread, where the damn jelly?

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

I want to motivate them niggas but I got them jealous

Lil nigga I got big racks

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

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

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

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

Lil nigga I got big bank

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

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

Smoking medicate help me meditate

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

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

I swear all I do is crank like I never think

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

Gave It All I Got lyrics - Kodak Black

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

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

Kodak Black, I'm the truth man

This another one

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

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

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

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

Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot

I was going up top and hiding pieces in my socks

Find another route, and I turned it up a notch

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

Fuck the FPL, bitch we buckin' all the power

I been doing well since I bumped into that power

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

Running out of mollies so I laced her up with powder

Young nigga, I just wanna lay low and chill

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

You know a nigga clutching got to keep that thang concealed

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

Damn man, I thought Ian Rapport keep it real

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot

I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock

Find another route, and I turned it up a notch

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

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

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

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

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

40 with a dick, yeah, extendo on my Glock

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

I done growed up, young nigga 18

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

Went on a lil mission by myself, only me

Niggas tryna intervene, come between a nigga dream

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

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

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

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

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

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

Remember we were homeless, man I stay tryna plot

I was going up top and hiding pieces in my sock

Find another route, and I turned it up a notch

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

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

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

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

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

'Cause I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

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

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

I told my mama we gon' be fine

So I'm up all night way after sleep time

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

He put a buckshot in a niggas behind

No daddy so I grew up to the street life

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

Scheming on a heist, I need to change my life

Been geekin' all night, I'm going senile

With two niggas toting three 4-5's

I seen a nigga play gangsta, then he broke now

Lost a lot, lost his mind in the courthouse

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

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

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

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]

I keep thinkin' 'bout my niggas

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

Lost up in the system

Miss my brothers and my sisters

Damn I miss my lil one

I know sometimes I be tripping

But I just miss my niggas

I got codeine in my liver

I gave the judge a piece of me

I'm too street for the industry

But I think that's where I need to be

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

Me and my brother fit in

We smoking one with PnB

Niggas say they fuck with me

But low-key they be easing me

Bitches don't mean shit to me

People tryna sentence me

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

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

[Hook - PnB Rock:]

I done gave the jails too many years

Years that I won't get back

And I swear I done shed too many tears

For niggas that I won't get back

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

I swear not a day goes by

That I don't think about the times

I wish that I could rewind

Today lyrics - Kodak Black

Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive

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

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

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

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

Today, I wanna tote my .40 cal

Sorry, I ain't wanna take your mixtape

Sorry, I forgot it was your b-day

I don't give a fuck about your birthday

You ain't ever tell me happy birthday

Today they gon' read my nigga verdict

Today I might post a Throwback Thursday

She wanna fuck with me because I'm Haitian

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

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

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

I wanna fuck you too girl but I can't

Your boyfriend ain't gon' play my songs again

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

Nigga is you a groupie or my friend?

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

Imma be there Kodak boppin, acting rowdy

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

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

Baby girl, your MCM be flockin'

Sorry, I don't mean to disrespect him

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

Sorry, I don't want to sound offensive

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

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

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

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

Today, I wanna tote my .40 cal

Sorry, I ain't wanna take your mixtape

Sorry, I forgot it was your bday

I don't give a fuck about your birthday

You ain't ever tell me happy birthday

Today they gon' read my nigga verdict

Today I might post a Throwback Thursday

Purp lyrics - Kodak Black

Oh, my bad, I thought that was a freebie

Skrt-Skrt, then I skeet-skeet

See me when you see me

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

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

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

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

And when that .40 burst that shit like firework

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I woke up and straight applied pressure out the gate

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

I'm tryna understand why all these niggas hate?

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

I wish I could hold .20 in my .38

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

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

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

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

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

And when that .40 burst that shit like firework

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

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

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

They say them youngings take something real quick

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

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

I will jump in your shit

I will go in your shit

And now I'm understanding all them people phony

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

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

Leave me alone, I'm rollin'

Leave me alone, I'm rollin'

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

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

I guess I gotta pay for all the shit I did

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

I jumped straight to size seven, I skipped size six

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

Gotta stay out this shit

Gotta stay out the mix

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

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

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

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

And when that .40 burst that shit like firework

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

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

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

Young Prodigy lyrics - Kodak Black

[Intro - Kodak Black:]

Aye, aye

Out here you gonna eat or starve, man

I'm a need what's on your plate, gimme that

Everything 1K over here

I'm hungry

Aye, look

[Verse 1 - Kodak Black:]

Royalty can't buy you loyalty

Tell me, if I lose everything

Would you be over me?

I'm a tell you like they told me

This fame it ain't immortally

I ain't finna go switch oversea

Ain't no money controlling me

Black boy gave me a throwaway

I kept that shit, I ain't throw it away

Ten bands for the Jaguar

When I wrecked that shit, I remember that day

Been up, I been on my back

Now I'm up like an insomniac

Remember I made my first stack

When Wally had that Pontiac

Went to jail and I came back

Went through hell and I came back

Was in my cell, recreating myself

I died, and then I came back

Wondering where my partners at

Ain't write me and I acknowledge that

Snoop had me selling powder bags

He ain't even give me a dollar back

Later on, started sneaking shit in my pocket like it's contraband

Finessin' had me lookin' back at my profit, I had seven bands

Me, Mark, Greg, Tracy went up the road, hit for eleven bands

Project Baby, taliban

It's Kodak, run and tell a friend

It's for my mama, she love me

She just want the best for me

Told me I should be in the booth instead of posted up on the ugly

Was in the club on that Hennessy

Now you see me sippin' bubbly

All the stripper hoes on me

I ain't even gotta throw money

I ain't even gotta throw money

[Hook x2 - Kodak Black:]

I'm a young prodigy

Now my plate filet mignon

No more collard greens

Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"

I'm smokin' broccoli

If you wasn't in the trenches with me

You can't rock with me

[Verse 2 - Kodak Black:]

I was cheatin' on my girlfriend

I fell in love with finesse

Now I'm married to the money, catch me stuntin' on my ex

Call it Smackdown, hit your bitch with the triple X

Need a Gatorade break, they caught me running up a check

Ever since a youngin' I been runnin' up the guap

Coulda ran track, but I was busy runnin' from the cops

I'm a young Haitian

VVSes in my watch like a Dalmatian

Bitch I got one hundred and one spots

Remember playing Lego, now I'm really on the blocks

Smoking loud, got my eyes so low I look like Fetty Wap

Jumpin' out ya window like Jeff Hardy

I'm a dirty nigga, boy, I got your bitch turnt up on molly

[Hook x2 - Kodak Black:]

I'm a young prodigy

Now my plate filet mignon

No more collard greens

Doctor told me, "eat my veggies"

I'm smokin' broccoli

If you wasn't in the trenches with me

You can't rock with me

30 lyrics - Kodak Black

Baby girl I got 3 dicks

Fuck with me, I got 3 dicks

30 bitches, I got 30 clips

I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops

30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth

You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot

Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop

Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot

30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked

Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot

16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out

I ain't with that shit, I swear to god

I'm on that shit, I swear to god

And really this a 40

But my 40 hold 30

Met a cougar bitch, she 30

She heard a nigga putting that work in

Ho I'm just sliding, I ain't serving

I be gliding, I be swerving

Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning

I be sniping and deserting

Skrt skrt, I be leaning when I'm turning

All my pieces working, got me splurging

I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops

30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth

You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot

Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop

Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot

30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked

Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot

16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out

Rest in peace to my grandpa, he had 30 jits

I'm not a killer, but where the beat? I wanna murder it

This a drought, it ain't no work, this shit been working bih

So I'm lurkin' bih, I'm 'bout to go on a burglary

Them people playing at my bank, they think I'm doing scams

Nigga drop the 28, he lost seven grams

Blackin' P's every day like I'm Will.I.am

Heard you niggas was looking for me well here I am!

Keep these niggas out my face, so concerning

I be sniping and deserting

Skrt skrt, I be leaning when I'm turning

All my pieces working, got me splurging

I got 30 inches on my car, I just made 30 drops

30 shots in my Glock, 30 golds in my mouth

You can call me leprechaun, throw the gold in the pot

Dish soap in the pot, 30 bands for a drop

Need somewhere to hide that guap, think I need another spot

30 down, straight drop, dirty tan, get rocked

Love the way that 30 pop, Stephen Curry with the shot

16 I open shop, then the people kicked us out

Letter lyrics - Kodak Black

Nah

What they did right there

Nah, let me see that

(Nah, that's just...)

Who that from, right there?

Yahhh, my nigga!

That real

Just got a letter from my nigga

I grabbed the top and I ripped it

Two pages front and back

I read them and started grinnin'

Wonderin' how I'm doin'

He like, "Lil bruh, how you feelin'?"

Told me shit ain't the same without me, the streets miss me

He hate the situation I'm in, he say I'm trippin'

Just got out of the county, they tried to send him to prison

Just talked to his P.O. and he still facin' a sentence

While he was writin', he was blowin' kush and drinkin' Remy

He lookin' at my pictures right now, he in his feelins'

Just tryna bounce back, but other than that he chillin'

Tellin' me how his dog went down and went to snitchin'

Damn, that shit crazy cause we in the same position

Say he remember them times goin' on them missions

Say he for real, he really do, he reminiscin'

He out there making moves, then get caught up with the swivelin'

Everything going smooth and you just get caught slippin'

This shit a lesson for you breh, just pay attention

When you get out, Kodak, stay focused and keep spittin'

Bruh, you remember that hoe you was fuckin' with, Lil Vicky?

Man, I hear she fuck with some nigga from Khia City

When you think about it, I ain't seen you in a minute

I hope when I get out we could ride around the city

I'm in Tallahassee right now, I'm with Lil Ricky

I'm tryna stumble across a little play, I'm just livin'

Just do your time and don't be worried about these bitches

I'm here for you, anything you need, breh, just hit me

Your brother just told me you hopped on a plea for three

But everybody sayin' you caught eleven years, G

I'm doin' good nigga, how about you?

I had to send a kite cause that's what real niggas do

You my lil nigga forever, just keep your head up

And write me back ASAP, soon as you get this letter

Blood Sweat Tears Revenge lyrics - Kodak Black

[Intro:]

Damn...

It's like, it's like once a nigga got in this lil situation everybody stop fucking with me, dawg

They throwin' salt on my name

Shit cray

I'm stayin' down though

I'm stayin' solid I be back out there soon

[Verse 1:]

Since a young nigga, nobody couldn't tell me shit

It's Lil Kodak, Project baby coming straight out the bricks

Section 8, where everyone here living off W.I.C

If you lookin' for me, I'm somewhere hittin' a lick

In a rental car, I'm somewhere taking a trip

Keep my head on a swivel, out here you gotta be swift

Lord this is my last trip, forgive me for my sins

On my lonely, road runnin, tryna get to them bands

I done shook back, I'm right back at it again

Puttin' them crosses on the window now I'm gone in the wind

In this life that I live, I learned a lot about friends

And how they just like these bitches because all they do is pretend

Hoes will wanna ride for you if you got your money right

Do anything for you, suck your dick all night

They say they love you forever

They say they with you for life

Soon as shit go sour, them hoe catchin' a flight

I remember those days when I was heated them nights

Cause all I wanted was my people to send me a kite

I done bounced right back, they can't believe they eyes

Everybody tellin' lies say ya boy caught a dime

[Verse 2:]

They say we don't fuck with Kodak no more

He done went ghost

We ain't listening to his songs no more, he done fell off

He like another average Joe, like I ain't gonna blow

They talkin' bout me like a hoe they talkin' down on me

Tellin' lies on me, say I caught 11 years

I done lost a lot of friends, shed plenty tears

Could've hung me by my throat and cut my fucking ears

Stay solid, had to do my bid, now I'm here

Road runnin' for that money, we in Chesterfield

You know they say shit real when you in the field

Had to get it how I live, that's just what it is

Tried to put my nigga on, but he fucking squealed

I remember those nights geekin' off a pill

I was real lil with my body full of pills

That lil Haitian out his mind toting big steel

Look at him he pourin' molly in the Zephyrhills

mixtape: Institution (2015)

• From The Ugly
• Rock Bottom
• HollyHood
• Boss My Life Up
• Shit On Me
• In Too Deep
• Heart
• If You Ain't Ridin
• I.M.Y (Miss You)
• Institution
• Shake Back
• Deep In These Streets
• Gospel
• Get Up
• Fed Up
• Sticky 1
• This Life
• Like Dat
• Real Nigga Files
• Wake N Bake
• Thankful
• Back On My Feet
• Me Myself I
• Already

 

From The Ugly lyrics - Kodak Black

I'm from the ugly corner where we do a nigga nasty

Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping

Jit just jump up off the porch now he making it happen

This for all my young niggas up the road snapping

Big wheels, big bills, big automatics

All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks

I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping

Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic

How you came up off of these DP-baggies?

How you get that jag I see you whipping out in traffic

That lil nigga so scrap call him lil scrappy

How you get more money than your damn daddy

Nigga how you fit that whole thing in your jacket

Me and Jackboy we be scheming we be carjacking

Looking for me, catch me creeping midnight with that ratchet

I just linked up with more wheezy in the back alley

I'm from the ugly corner where we do a nigga nasty

Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping

Jit just jump up off the porch now he making it happen

This for all my young niggas up the road snapping

Big wheels, big bills, big automatics

All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks

I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping

Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic

All this money I be making I can't even stash it

And them niggas they be hating and they wanna have it

You gonna' have to come and take it I won't let you have it

Niggas try to come and take it ima' let them have it

Grinding on my mommas porch with my brother mazny

Everybody wit me ready and they bout that action

Why you think they call me Kodak? 'cuz I stay flashing

Why you think nobody like you 'cuz you stay flagging

If i stay consistent with it I can buy an Aston

I got shawty booted up she giving me daffy

Power high fuckin with me, he makin me happy

I just bought a new strap, I'm ready to blast it

Everybody in here with me straight bop-whacking

I can make a millie in my reebok classics

I forgot to bring the poker but I brought the flathead

Bout to make the bands drop, straight pop magic

I'm from the ugly corner where we do a nigga nasty

Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping

Jit just jump up off the porch now he making it happen

This for all my young niggas up the road snapping

Big wheels, big bills, big automatics

All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks

I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping

Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic

Rock Bottom lyrics - Kodak Black

[Hook:]

I just want the money

Cause I heard the money bring you power

Now a nigga on top

I remember I hit rock bottom

I don't wanna be yo friend

I already know you niggas sour

Hoe that ain't my DNA

I already know I ain't the father

Lil' kids look up to me like I'm they father (Like I'm they daddy)

Run up on me like "Kodak give me a dollar" (I give them five dollars)

Girl when I first met you,you was smaller (Girl you was so small)

Since I start hittin' it's like that booty gettin' larger

I just touchdown on yo' ass, feel like Tiki Barber

Now a nigga wearing Hugo boss remember when it startle (When it startle)

I just picked a pack up like Brett Faro (Like Brett Faro)

I just want to buy my mom a car (My mom a Bentley)

Stop right there girl we can't go no father (Baby stop it)

No not Listerine but shawty love to gargle (No not mouth wash)

Look cool nigga, but I'm hot like lava (Hot like lava)

Swimming in the money I need goggles (Swimming in the money)

[Hook:]

I just want the money

Cause I heard the money bring you power

Now a nigga on top

I remember I hit rock bottom

I don't wanna be yo friend

I already know you niggas sour

Hoe that ain't my DNA

I already know I ain't the father

I already know about you lil homie

I just checked your resume boy you a phony

Oh my god I hope that ain't the police

Cuz I got a 30 clip on me

Don't be calling me about your hoes

I don't want your girl I got my own

Girl stop calling my phone I'm getting money

I'm so geeked up I'm paper junkie

McDonalds bitch I love it

You broke as a joke lil boy you fronting

Looking for me I be on the ugly

In the projects right on 1800

[Hook:]

I just want the money

Cause I heard the money bring you power

Now a nigga on top

I remember I hit rock bottom

I don't wanna be yo friend

I already know you niggas sour

Hoe that ain't my DNA

I already know I ain't the father

HollyHood lyrics - Kodak Black

[Hook:]

Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets

I ain't never been to Hollywood

I'm not Hollywood, I'm Hollyhood

I don't wanna go to Hollywood

I got kicked out of elementary

Started rapping, making melodies

Listening to beats on my MP3

Now my video on MTV

I got the BB gun in my bag

Brought the BB gun in my class

Call my mama and she sounded mad

Said when I get home, she gon' whoop my ass

I just dropped me off for 50 packs

I'm the youngest nigga in the trap

I'm the youngest nigga with that sack

Fuck your plug, I got that sack

[Hook:]

Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets

I ain't never been to Hollywood

I'm not Hollywood, I'm Hollyhood

I don't wanna go to Hollywood

I should have been a president

Young nigga with plenty sense

I teach you little nigga plenty shit

All these games, they ain't selling it

All this gas, should've been selling it

Lately I've been really out of my element

These niggas be snitching, them crackers really having no evidence

And I ain't even sick so why the hell am I sipping on medicine

Might get deported cause I be working like a Mexican

I could make a little power move man you been broke ever since

Dropped out of school, run around finessin' shit

Running with some reckless ass lil niggas, we be wrecking shit

[Hook:]

Fuck the industry, I'm in the streets

I ain't never been to Hollywood

I'm not Hollywood, I'm Hollyhood

I don't wanna go to Hollywood

Boss My Life Up lyrics - Kodak Black

See, you gotta go against all odds, you know?

Boss your life up

[Hook:]

I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up

Like, where I get these bands from?

Like, where I get that ice from?

I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up

What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?

What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin' white for?

I'm in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

See, Imma drink on pipe, lil momma damn, she got nice butt

Then you can come and tie lil momma down, you could wife her

If you got them bands, then she might fuck

I'm in Fort Myers with G once sellin' white stuff

I had to hit that lick, it's a gamble everyday

I here you gotta take a risk

How else you think I wrapped the Cuban link around my wrist?

Now I'm bendin' corners, like I got forgis on my whip

Cashed out, nigga, I've been racked up ever since

Movin' short on them bills, now I pay my momma rent

Remember sellin' dope to my next door neighbor then

Knock, knock, ain't nobody home we breakin' in

[Hook:]

I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up

Like, where I get these bands from?

Like, where I get that ice from?

I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up

What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?

What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin' white for?

I'm in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

Boss my life up, it wasn't nothin' else to do

You should try it too, you should run a trial too

I'm tryna make it out, you could be successful too

Ain't tryna make it out? Then sorry I can't hang with you

Girl I can't hang with you, lil homie I can't mess with you

I'm bout my cheddar, you should go get you some cheddar too

Go get you a check or two, that what you better do

So you can free yourself a lil bit, when you steppin' through

I had to boss up, I had to cut some people off

To be the boss, you gotta learn how to take a loss

Bible on the dash, road runnin' with the cross

Goin' up top, touch down like we the boss

[Hook:]

I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up

Like, where I get these bands from?

Like, where I get that ice from?

I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up

What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?

What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin' white for?

I'm in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

Shit On Me lyrics - Kodak Black

Kodak why you strapped like that

Why you act like that

Cause I got it by myself

[Hook:]

Lil' Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)

40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)

They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)

No they won't hit no lick on me(No they won't hit no lick on me)

Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)

Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)

She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)

I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)

I just went up top like elavators

About to come back down with 20 Gs

I be sippin' Codein kickin' flavor

I got baby bottles full of lean

Girl you be on my dick

I think its the Cuban on my wrist

Got her goin through the bank line

Now im sliding in the audi a5

Free Lil Code doin that time

Freeman with the stick he doin' fed time

I'm ballin like the Knicks

I remember I was sellin' nicks

Smokin gas but your whip on E

She find out you a lame now your bitch on me

Watch out I'm bouta blow

Got niggas locked up eating Sloppy Joe

[Hook;]

Lil' Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)

40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)

They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)

No they won't hit no lick on me(No they won't hit no lick on me)

Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)

Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)

She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)

I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)

Hoe you can't get this dick for free

Fuck a bodyguard, I got that shit on me

That money got me geeked

I'm in Miami runnin with my heat

Ratatouille boy I'm comin' for my cheese

Thought it was Thanksgiving how I stuffed it in my jeans

In science class high as hell

I'm floatin off that loud I feel like Tinker Bell

Now she dont wanna leave here

Girl you gotta go home you can't sleep here

No cardio Im runnin' up a check

Leave you where you stand my niggas dumpin' on the set

Girl you can't be calling me this late

Lil' Shorty wanna see me everyday

On molly and a double cup

She kisses on me just like Reeses Butter Cup

[Hook:]

Lil' Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)

40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)

They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)

No they won't hit no lick on me(No they won't hit no lick on me)

Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)

Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)

She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)

I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)

In Too Deep lyrics - Kodak Black

[Kodak Black (Man's Voice):]

Project baby, I might need some fuckin' simulate

(Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised)

I'm in too deep, your boy deeper than a rap

Imma just let my soul bleed on the track

Check your resume, and you ain't livin' like that

You the main reason why your dog got wacked

I'm only for the cheese, you a freeze, you a rat

You the main reason why your dog got trapped

Before I ever chase her, I'd rather chase the yacht

Street nigga after paper, I ain't playin', Imma snap

Livin' in denial, juvenile back to back

Hit your high, throw all the cold in a pillow sack

Nigga take your chances, whole lives, shootin' crap

We just hit a lick for ten bands, it's a wrap

I'm a section A, Taylor band with the strap

Molly Santan, beat sandin' in my cap

Yeah I could pass the weed, but I ain't pass the FCAT

And probably playin' sleep, cuz I ain't tryna text back

They found the contraband in my Mac

I had to sneak a pen in my cell to write a rap

I'm extortin' niggas, want dinner and snack

Told em' Imma split em' if I see em' eat that

I'm vibin' in the booth, I just kick my feet back

She ride me in the coupe, had to push my seat back

I watched my dog shape back, just to relapse

I'm blowin' on OG, you smokin' green crack

I just got a slow leak in my tree rap

That head got me knockin' up, call her beeswax

Better keep your Smith and Wesson, you might need that

357, E told me "keep that"

Keep your boy well protected like a knee cap

Knock, knock, bang, bang, where the cheese at?

Glock pop, bang, bang, where your keys at?

Don't you say a damn thing, and I mean that

Ran 'cross the power after cool got snatched

I was on the I, when the coupe caught a flat

That's the same night when SuWu shot black

I wasn't even there to tell you if we shot back

[Gun Shot]

Heart lyrics - Kodak Black

Ain't no pussy in my heart

Never ever ever been

All loyal in my heart

[Hook:]

That loyalty it took that to the heart (To the heart)

These niggas don't know how to play they part (Play yo part)

Never been no pussy in my heart (in my heart)

I always kept it real from the start (from the start)

I should've never gave that hoe my heart

I gave her my heart, she playin' with my heart (bitch give me back my heart)

And if I see her, I might catch a charge (nigga give me back my heart)

I might shoot that bitch right in her heart

Damn I got to run here go the narcs

Sniper gang, I hit you wit a dart

I don't do no pillow talkin' that ain't in my heart

I was playin' round wit that poker, you was playin' round in the park

I ain't waitin' for tomorrow, kept it real since day one

Like I exercise, me and jack been down from the jump

I ain't brawlin' man, I ain't got no time tryna thump

Ima garbage man nigga if I see you ima dump

That loyalty will get you outta thangs when you stuck

Around here it's always shit that wana get you plucked

I ain't nothin' like these niggas, where the hell these niggas from

I ain't fuckin' wit these niggas, they'll tell on they son

[Hook:]

That loyalty it took that to the heart

These niggas don't know how to play they part

It Never been no pussy in my heart

I always kept it real from the start

I should've never gave that hoe my heart

I gave her my heart, she playin' with my heart

And if I see her, I might catch a charge

I might shoot that bitch right in her heart

If I see her, I might shoot the bitch

I should've treated her like any other goofy chick

I keep my heart pumpin blood, never koolaid

I'm up before the sun, ain't been sleep in 2 days

I told her my name Kodak, she said oh like blu-ray

All these niggas tryna follow me, I went a new way

That loyalty get you a long way

An I ain't never switch, ain't never threw shade

These niggas don't know how to play they role

They act like paper, all they do is fold

These streets ain't for lil kids, get out the road

That loyalty more valuable than gold

[Hook:]

That loyalty it took that to the heart

These niggas don't know how to play they part

Never been no pussy in my heart

I always kept it real from the start

I should've never gave that hoe my heart

I gave her my heart, she playin' with my heart

And if I see her, I might catch a charge

I might shoot that bitch right in her heart

If You Ain't Ridin lyrics - Kodak Black

[Hook:]

If you ain't ridin, don't even act like you ridin

Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time

Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind

Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin you mine

Don't be having me out here thinkin you ridin

If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line

Ion want nobody to be feedin' me lies

Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride

Free lil kooda, he walk round with that 9

Free Lil kooda man they gave him a dime

I like when you suck my dick while I drive

But let a nigga know is you really gon' ride

Is you really gone ride, even if they flat all our tires

Be hoppin cars and hotwires, till we get a brand new s5

I still fuck wit lil Robert he knew me since I was 5

Ain't even lookin at yo ass, I got my eyes on the prize

You ain't got lie to kick it, you can leave you can stay

And whoever told you that I needed you anyway

I ain't talkin bout no sue, I'll call a whole new case

I just wrote my nigga Cool like let me know if you straight

You be actin like you real but you know damn well you fake

I'm just thinkin bout lil jackboy it's his birthday today

I might caught a q8 we just got a new place

I keep my heart pumpin blood, all you lil niggas koolaid

[Hook:]

If you ain't ridin, don't even act like you ridin

Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time

Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind

Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin you mine

Don't be having me out here thinkin you ridin

If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line

Ion want nobody to be feedin' me lies

Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride

Keep it real with me, don't know why you lyin

You out here thuggin but you scared to do time

I kept it real with you, I never been slime

They don't know how I stayed up on the grind

What I had to do to survive cause all they see is the shine

They don't see these bags under my eyes, they see the paint on my ride

When I was down bad on my lonely, where was you were you there

When i was lost and i was lonely, where were you, did you care?

Don't be having me out here thinkin you for me when you there

You would hate to see me win, i know you want me to fail

Went to school got expelled, jumped off the porch i was 12

I ain't goin back to jail, no more thuggin I swear

You want loyalty but you ain't even loyal yourself

You a clown, you went down fuckin told on yoself

That's why my circle so tight, cause ion fuck wit you squares

Those cold nights in that cell, where were you was you there

[Hook:]

If you ain't ridin, don't even act like you ridin

Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time

Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind

Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin you mine

Don't be having me out here thinkin you ridin

If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line

Ion want nobody to be feedin' me lies

Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride

I.M.Y (Miss You) lyrics - Kodak Black

Damn girl, You so fine, I had missed you

I thought I was never gon see you, nah

Shit crazy

At times I thought a nigga wouldn’t ever see ya

But now I'm back out here and I won’t ever leave ya

I was wilin' with my strap, I was totin' ninas

You know I pull up in the jag I want you in a bimmer

Tell my momma you my one and only girl I need ya

Tell my baby, you my lady, I just wanna please ya

I be pullin' on yo hair when I be stroking deeper

I know you don’t like that smell when I be smoking reefer

You my favorite alphabet, they just wanna be ya

I remember poppin' checks, runnin’ up the meter

I can take you to a place you thought you'd never go

I can do some things for you, you thought impossible

Man sometimes I just be thinkin' I won't ever make it

Cause I be goin' thru a lot of situations

I'ma keep it real with you, girl I'm infatuated

I'ma show you that I love you I will never fake it

I remember drinking lean, living like the matrix

I always see you in my dreams, I love to see you naked

Girl you know I'm from the streets, yeah I'm a project baby

Wonderin’ would you stay with me if I don’t ever make it

[Hook:]

Girl I miss you, I love ya

And I can't wait to touch ya

Girl you know that I just wanna kiss you and hug ya

Hold me down when I’m gone, I got in a lil trouble

But one day I be home and together we gon' bubble

I'm forever your lil hustler

You so bad I don't want to see you fuckin' with no busta

To see your face again It got me captivated

Keep it real with me what you been doing lately

I need a jump right in that pussy, I feel like a virgin

After you drop that neck I'm gonna drop some verses

I ain't seen you in so long it got me feelin’ nervous

I’m sorry for leaving you, ain’t do that shit on purpose

[Hook:]

Girl I miss you, I love ya

And I can't wait to touch ya

Girl you know that I just wanna kiss you and hug ya

Hold me down when I’m gone, I got in a lil trouble

But one day I be home and together we gon' bubble

Institution lyrics - Kodak Black

Institution baby girl what it is

How you doing

Send me a kite

You keep a nigga grinding

I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?

What you getting into baby who you screwing?

I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?

Trying to get to you but I'm in institution

I'm in institution

Trying to get to you but I'm in institution

I got to write you a kite, I got to keep it real

I don't know when I'm coming home, that's how I really feel

I know its getting to you bad probably shedding tears

You hearing rumors they saying I caught 11 years

I hope you understand it's the life I live

And this what come with a street nigga, girl that's what it is

I'm in this situation but could you love me still?

Cause I won't change on you even if I get a record deal

I'm a rip my heart out my chest, I'm a put it in this envelope

They got me way in Virginia with these Virginia folks

Without my momma and my brothers, girl you all I got

Could you send me some pictures cause that would mean a lot

I'm wondering what you doing and where the hell you at

And when I do get back, hope you still where I left you at

And if they send me to jail can you send me a pack?

I'm in here writing raps, I'm in here getting fat

But one day I'll be back, they can't hold me forever

Okay now write me back, I'm waiting on your letter

I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?

What you getting into baby who you screwing?

I'm missing you, I'm like what you doing?

Trying to get to you but I'm in institution

I'm in institution

Trying to get to you but I'm in institution

If I wasn't paper chasing I'd probably never leave ya side

Institution

Shake Back lyrics - Kodak Black

[Hook:]

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back

He can't even read but he been slinging crack

You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back

Pokin' one up that lil Jaguar and lil J Black

I'm bout to wear the colored, fuck a Maybach

Free J Green, they tryna get my A-flat

I went up and I done stayed and called the plane back

If rap don't work, then I'm back up on that same crap

You can't leave, baby, you gon' find your way back

He can't even spell, but he can sell dope

Once you come up from that corner, boy you gettin' low

They been lookin' for the boy, think they tryna scope

They gon' pop it, you can lock it, still gettin' poked

I remember you was ballin', now you dead broke

The last time I seen that nigga, he was smokin' pope

I got nigga locked up, and they losin' hope

I don't do it for the hood, I do it for my folks

The neighbors on us, so we hit the bad up

But now I'm on the radio, no more camera

[Hook:]

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back

He can't even read but he been slinging crack

You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back

I've been stayin' focused since I came back

But I will still push your top, way back

I got some money, a lil power, and some fame too

I just want the money, but they gave me fame too

You ain't really in the hood, I just came through

In the Audi A4 and the paint blue

They gon' love you now but later they gon' hate you

My lil bitch run games and I call her gameroo

I ain't made the lug, but I break the lug

I was fucked up by that movie, now I'm paid in full

Go hard like go, go, do your thing boo

Get that money, just don't let that shit done change you

Left the high early, I ain't go to school

Young nigga bendin' corners in the old school

I just bought a new strap, no that's not my crew

I keep playin' with it, I might swing it on the noose

[Hook:]

I'm not a idol, you can have the fame back

I don't wanna hear your music, boy you can't rap

Girl, you been on my dick, since I done came back

I sent you a letter, I ain't get a page back

He can't even read but he been slinging crack

You better take your jewelry, get your chain snatched

I'm tryna slow down, tryna lay back

You know that money got me beat, I'm tryna shape back

Deep In These Streets lyrics - Kodak Black

I ain't gone sugarcoat nothing

Imma tell you times when I was up

Imma tell you times when I was struggling

When I was starving for that cash

Say I was money hungry

On my ass down bad

I needed food in my stomach

When I be rapping they love it

But I'm out here snapping like fuck it

Keep my head on a swivel

And keep my mind of that money

I ain't worried bout that fame

I fell in love with the game

She be giving me head

I fell in love with her brain

I got love for my niggas

I know they love me the same

When I was going through my struggle

A couple of them changed

It's okay I'm straight

Cause I can hold up my weight

I was locked up in my cell

Had everything on wait

I'm on 1800 block nigga shouts out the bay

Once the road got bumpy

Niggas went the other way!

Everybody forsake me

Ain't no need for debating

I was showing love to niggas

When I knew they was hating

Is it true or you faking?

I was gone on vacation

Now I'm back off vacation

And I'm like fuck nigga pay me

Gotta think before you speak

Cause you don't know what you saying

Started of with a baby

Now I'm riding on daytons

I can't lose I'm just gaining

Once you sleeping I'm waking

You know I love 38s

But I still tote the 380

I'm a project baby

I'm tryna hit the suburbs

I'm tired of looking over my shoulder

Posted up on the curb

Posted up tryna serve

You wasn't there

You just heard

I be going with the flow

I just look back and observe

Got a trick up my sleeves

I got a lick for them D's

Got your bitch on her knees

She suck my dick with no teeth

I say Mamma I can't swim

But I'm knee deep in these streets

I'm like fuck the industry

Because I'm deep in these streets

Gospel lyrics - Kodak Black

All attention on me (on me)

Is anybody witnessing the preach? (oh who hear me?)

Louie V linen to the T (oh I'm clean)

Baby I ain't Christian, I'm street (from the street)

Go, go, jump out cha' seat (everybody)

Stepping through, Guiness on my feet (anybody)

Its coming, I can feel it in me (all mighty)

Maybe its the spirit in me (somebody)

I'm spittin', I be gettin' really deep (in my body)

Sinning please, Lord forgive me (forgive me, look)

I wonder, could you even hear me? (could you hear me? Look)

I ain't been gettin' no sleep (no sleep)

My family depending on me (on me)

Addicted to the benjis, I be geeked (I be geekin')

Lately, I been stealing all week (I'm schemin')

Hungry, so I'm stealing just to eat (so I'm schemin')

Even though I steal, I ain't a thief (but I'm schemin')

Shawty keep feeling on me (oh I)

She love me like she worshiping me (It's alright)

She ain't praying, but she on her knees (all mighty)

I'm about to bless her like she sneezed (all mighty)

Together, we Adam and Eve (and Eve)

If I'm blind, help a nigga see (me see)

Cuban link, fitted on me (on me)

Chandelier glistening, on me (on me)

And I pay my tie, each week (my dues)

Damn I'm really feeling the peace (oh I do)

Maybe it's the jigga in me (jiggaboo)

I put my fucking pistol in me (.32)

Oh I'm jiggin

Ooh ooh

Maybe its the jigga

Aye, amazing grace

Come on now [x3]

I never would've made it

Without you [x2]

Get Up lyrics - Kodak Black

Gotta get up, babe

I was on my ass, boy, I say, boy I gotta get up

and make me some money boy, that's all I gotta give boy

For real, when you broke, you a joke

[Hook:]

I was on my ass, said "fuck it, I gotta get up"

Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up

Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up

Aye, pick it up, I'm out here tryna get it up, don't hit me up

It's the project baby, I been out here since the jitter bug

Swiper no swipin', just been runnin' round stealin' stuff

Bitch, you ain't my daddy, fuck the teacher and the principal

A damn shame, I dropped outta school to be a criminal

I'm different from these niggas, ain't nothin' like the typical

And nah, I ain't start that shit, It's just the principle

I ain't got no image, I ain't gotta keep no image up

But you can call me Kodak, she see and she wanna flick it up

I'm in the field, flyin' that D, I'm like the cimena

I'm in your girl, flyin' that D, I'm gettin' physical

Nigga think you fuckin' with me, I'm not feelin' em'

Any nigga run up on me, boy I'm sinnin' em'

[Hook:]

I was on my ass, said "fuck it, I gotta get up"

Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up

Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up

Aye, pick it up, I'm out here tryna get it up, don't hit me up

Bitch, I'm on my grown man, I'm just here for 4 bands

Park the stolo at my neighbor house, they called the tow man

I won't bend, ain't foldin', I won't back down from no man

Scopin' and pokin', they hit the cash for gold man

I was 14, when I met the cash for gold man

See me when you see me, lil buddy, stop the commotion

All that talk you doin' just givin' me free promotion

Nigga, if you ain't gon' use it, then why you totin' it

Remember I was on my dick, now I let my nuts hang

Trappin' off my Que Sera, it's the busta bus thing

Early in the mornin', she callin' me, tryna complain

I told her "ain't no love goin' on, it's just a fuck thing"

[Hook:]

I was on my ass, said "fuck it, I gotta get up"

Remember I was down bad, funny how the kid up

Had to get my shit up, nigga run that shit up

Aye, pick it up, I'm out here tryna get it up, don't hit me up

For real bitch

Hell yeah

Wrist band

Haa

Get that shit up

Run that shit up

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