Die With You lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Jennaske)

 [?] it's fuckin' with my mental

Since a juvenile that was habitual

Trust, I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

It's alright, you dig, flowers everywhere

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

[?]

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

You so fine, you make me cry missin' you

When you die I wanna die with you

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

You so fine, you make me cry missin' you

When you die I wanna die with you

When I die, I want you die with me

Say when I die, I want you die with me

Say [?], he just ride out in a black S50

And a nigga just dropped more fire, he left an eyewitness

Say K you got hit in the eye but he still got tunnel vision

Crackers, couple slime on the ave, we on another mission

'Cause I gotta get them digits

I gotta get them chickens

One at the time, I'm doin' credit card fraud, in the great infinity

And I swear to God, I love my niggas [?] 'til infinity

Free me right now, I'm in the penitentiary

On private call with Jennaske, she say she miss me

Say right when I get out, I'ma need that pussy instantly

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

You so fine, you make me cry missin' you

When you die I wanna die with you

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

You so fine, you make me cry missin' you

When you die I wanna die with you

When I die, I want you to die with me (Skee)

Oh yeah, uh

I know you wanna die together

We livin' now, is you gon' ride forever?

You learned your lesson with the hoes

Lame ass bitches, gettin' fucked at the show

I got the bag for the commissary

[?] the months if it's necessary

Call me the baddest, hereditary

Call me Jhené Aiko, got that pussy fairy

I'm gonna ride for my lil' baby

[?] and she call me baby

I'll kill for you and you'll kill for me

I do your bidding, you do it for me

Yeah, I got this wet-wet just today, ayy

I'll keep it nice, inside for days

I'm home, sanctuary

'Cause you gon' die for me

And you gon' ride for me

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

You so fine, you make me cry missin' you

When you die I wanna die with you

I can't lie, you know I'm habitual

When you die I wanna die with you

You so fine, you make me cry missin' you

When you die I wanna die with you

When you die I wanna die with you

Just know what the fuck you sayin' Glee

We locked in for life

Skee and Glee

Loyalty is royalty

Dont Understand lyrics - Kodak Black

 I be feeling like nobody understands me

My friends or my family

They don't understand, asking God for a sign but I don't see it yet

Don't know what I'm saying and if I tell you bro, you still won't feel my pain

And I be telling God, 'I be changed'

When I get out of these streets and do the same things

I tried to explain, I swear, I tried to explain

Think lil Kodak got it good, cause the money and the fame

I got to leave the street where it's at, fell in love with the game

Studio night and day, now they say I ain't the same or I changed,

cause I don't, come to my side no more and play

I don't shoot dice no more, cause I ain't got time to hang

They say I'm going insane

They say the mollies eating up my brain

I miss my nigga Cool

Like right now, I'd be with him chasing money and be running with'em

I just tried get'em with you

They water break

I'm tired of fake niggas, I'd let you walk in my shoes but you can't fit'em

Hard for a project baby

Sometimes I hate, I let the project raise me

I'm a bastard child, so the streets made me a man

That lil baby gonna grow up to that pistol and I can see it

I be feeling like nobody understands me

My friends or my family

They don't understand, asking God for a sign but I don't see it yet

Don't know what I'm saying and if I tell you bro, you still won't feel my pain

And I be telling God, 'I be changed'

When I get out of these streets and do the same things

When I get out of these streets and do the same things

When its going good God don't hear from me but when its bad I get sad and I get on my knee

Take me through this battle, but I not gonna let you leave

Send them haters around me and I won't let'em leave

Need a break just fall back and get my mind straight

Feeling like the devil took me on a blind date

I ain't coming home tonight when I'm on a mission

Niggas feening and I'm the only youngin with'em

Somethings I be tripping

Folks say I'm a ghetto child, they say I'm ignorant

Just listen

I might need a minute

I hope this beat was long, cause I need them to hear me

Can't make the lemonade, life just gave me lemons

Feel like they don't understand

They don't get it

I've been up all night

I just had to lay this verse down to clear my mind

I can't believe I thought you were my friend

Here I am in the move bleed[?] my soul again

I be feeling like nobody understands me

My friends or my family

They don't understand, asking God for a sign but I don't see it yet

Don't know what I'm saying and if I tell you bro, you still won't feel my pain

And I be telling God, 'I be changed'

When I get out of these streets and do the same things

Down N Out (Freestyle) lyrics - Kodak Black

 Kodak

Project baby and you know that

They say this beat dead (ghetto child)

Imma bring it back to life

And no this not my beat

I swear to god (project baby)

Yea I'm young and from the projects

Stolen cars, but I'm gettin money now, so I bought a jet

She want me to love her

Eat that pussy good

Slide it in her ass

But I'm not familiar with that

I'm not the student at the front seat of the class

Teachers pet a class clown, cuz I ain't go to class

Why go to school I know all I need to know and I'm gettin cash for gold money, so why should I pass now?

I'm sitting on a crate, chillin in the shade

Fresh cut, kodak fade, on my corner with them thangs

Come and getcho a pillow sack 5 for 20, I got nicks and dimes, whatcho want my zone high grade

She wit you, fade away

Money come everyday

You can get it anyway

See I'm gettin it everyway

Lil kodak, silly me I'm Mr. K

Where is my K

Super cold n save the day

I keep me fucking all these hoes

And I cant be making friends, imma be you foes

You don't know, they be hatin on the low

I'm that lil nigga from the know

That lil zone

I'll be polo to the floor

Boy don't act like you don't know

I came up shootin dice by the dope hole

Throwing looks to the youngest nigga I hear post it on the stove

Snatchin chains I fell in love with that gold

She be shiny, she so pretty, boy I love that hoe

My people be tryna tell me leave the streets alone

But they see I just wont listen, they say just let him go

They got me at runnin back and now I'm running them back

And koot say when I get older ill be running the sack

I'm that rachet chick baker rat maniac wheres that, pockets fat, hit my first slit I don't know how to act

Them crackers say I look like lil boosie

Plus I rock the boosie

They call me boosie

They say I'm so easy to catch

They say I'm ADHD, schizophrenic

My pistol panic

Get you'll be fine, get nervous, I can't handle it

Project baby and you know that I am him

My nigga found me, he was wit me shootin in the gym

I was settin him up for 3s, but I was scoring more then him

He wanted to be the team, grabbed my balls straight off the rim

My main bitch be trippin

She not my main, but the only reason she my main, cuz I don't got no other bitches

I be stolo, slidin foreign she be nervous when she in it

I be drivin on the molly's

I be rollin like a philly

Ghetto child post it wit that 9 like ibaka

Ugly corner jet forty cal hit you like aaron locker

Lil nigga, big ole pistol, I can't shoot no choppa

Rock designer fabric, I'm proud of florida like harry potta

Down South lyrics - Kodak Black

 I know you from the Bronx

Heard it's cold, it's like my heart

Let me book ya a first class flight to Florida where it's hot

I'ma take ya down south, show you what I'm rappin' 'bout

Young niggas, 14, permanent golds in they mouth

I be jumpin' on these beats, remember sleepin' on the couch

Every nigga in these streets know about me, they can vouch

I'm still wearin' Ree's like I'm still out here sellin' rock

Like my Ree's, you gon' let me tie ya down or you not?

When you wanna vacate, MIA is the spot

Where you hop on jet skis, niggas ridin' on yachts

Four wheelers, cuban links, niggas hoppin' out the drop

Show ya 'round the Noya, Ugly Corner, 1800 Block

Girl you motivate me, I been wonderin' lately

And I was thinking, you and me

I be smilin' baby when you call me baby

You know how to drink me, make me weak

Baby girl you special

I'ma try my best to, give you enough effort in the week

Am I bein' extra?

Am I oversteppin' my boundaries?

'Cause girl you got me singin'

I feel like I'm figulatin'

I might switch my occupation and just open up a bakery

'Cause every night, we cakin'

Girl you sweeter than Miss Allie

I might eat ya like a paste, and keep ya like my .380

Say I been trippin' lately

I been in my feelings lately

I ain't even been jiggin', while they stickin', we conversatin'

I ain't been trickin' with these bitches even though you ain't my lady

We ain't seal the deal but I'ma keep it real and be patient

I'm runnin' with them Z's, remember dancin' with the devil

You 26, but I'm 2613 forever

Young rebel but I'm clever

I don't get too sentimental

Now I got you where I want you

I know the spot like a freckle

I know what it is now

I know how I feel now

I wanna build now, me with you

Call me on the FaceTime

Heard it through the grapevine, that I wanna plant my seed with you

You gon' make me change my ways

Postin' on my page, WCW

I want you to be my main

I don't want no one but you

Girl you motivate me, I been wonderin' lately

And I was thinking, you and me

I be smilin' baby when you call me baby

You know how to drink me, make me weak

Baby girl you special

I'ma try my best to, give you enough effort in the week

Am I bein' extra?

Am I oversteppin' my boundaries?

Easter In Miami lyrics - Kodak Black

 I'm great, beyond better

I'm a capital letter Z

All black Dickies, no socks in my Reeboks

Vulture bird tatted on my head, not a sea hawk

Cuban link chain and the feds got the G-SHOCK

Candy apple cranberry red with the tee top

Vulture bird chain, colored money, like a peacock

Only do the talkin' with my bitches, pull my meat out

They go petite, I stay rockin' Felipe

I ain't no chico, but they call me Felipe, yeah

I copped the Rollie ain't nobody else had

And by the time you was on AP, I was already on Patek

Crab legs and shrimp and we sippin' Chardonnay

They all on the drip, they envy me, like Charlamagne

Talkin' like a pimp (Yeah), switchin' different broads today

I'm walkin' with a limp, Kodak, baby follow me

And the Corduroy matchin' with the blue hundreds

How the old school Jag cost me new money?

Like the cars got feet, got the coupe runnin'

I be hangin' out the Jeep, like, who want it?

I be squeezin' on her cheeks, like who woman

Like the stick make you blink, got my crew drumming

LJ, young legend out of Pompano

Lime green Lamb', I ain't slimy, but I'm grimy though

Your buddy, he be perkin', he ain't no killer, but he be robbin' though

Splat to splat, these niggas be droppin' back to back, like dominoes

Grabbin' niggas like it's miny-mo, we gleerious

Niggas fallin' like geronimo, it's serious (Pop, pop)

Don't get it twisted, we some killers like we serial (Pop, pop)

I'm the G.O.A.T., but it's ostrich by material

I know you won't, but I be cautious when I'm nearing ya

'Cause I can see you niggas plottin' through my peripheral

Real nigga, they wanna copy my material

But I'm cut from a different kind of silk than you lil' niggas

And them city girls got all these bitches milkin' you lil' niggas, yeah

I never blow, I been done killed one of you lil' niggas, yeah

I'm sendin' locs, as soon as I get out, I spin it quicker, yeah (Yeah)

Like eskimo, got so much drip runnin' down my ligaments, yeah

Stick in the trunk, get rid of it, yeah

Fuckin' with the toast, like cinnamon, yeah (Yeah)

Cutthroat, I ain't no gentleman

I'm in the backseat, I'm the triggerman

On these Percs, I'm on these bitches like it's Ritalin

We be jumpin' out the pen, I really handled it

Lil' niggas swingin' out the van, it be embarrassing

Lil' niggas swingin' out that van, like he don't care again

Shoutout to Ray, we made a bag on top of Maryland

We had a misunderstanding, but nigga we be better than

And these niggas, they be bitches, they be checkin' in

You niggas chicken, they be layin' eggs

And I ain't happy 'til I get my million

Now bitch, call me Dirty Dan

Now bitch, come and do your dance

Straight gas, comin' straight gas at ya ass

I'm comin' straight gas

I made a statement, but I ain't never made a statement, ain't it

Back to back Foreigns in the hood before I made it, ain't it

She don't wanna work, she wanna trick off and get famous, ain't it

You got me fucked up, ho', I don't know what the fuck you think we is

Look at me jumpin' out the feds like I'm lil guwop

And these meds got me chewin' up my chewop

I'm chewin' out my muppy, I'm lockjaw

Last nigga said fuck me, he knocked off

I'm chewin' out my muppy, I'm chewin' up my chewop

I'm chewin' out my muppy, I'm lockjaw

Last nigga said fuck me, he knocked off, ayy

He knocked off, yeah

Boy, stop playin' with a nigga like I ain't imperial, uh

I'm the biggest Z, nigga, I'm Zuperior

Zuperior

Erykah Badu lyrics - Kodak Black

 Ight come on

Aye

I'm turned up on a jolly

I will milly rock on any block fuckin' Kodak boppin'

I will hit a nigga with that Glock, don't really do no talkin'

I will Diddy bop on any thot, she suck me 'till she coughin'

I will let it rip on all of y'all, just try me bitch I promise

Call me K, I got to always keep the K cause I got knowledge

I be ballin' like Pheonix, but they say I'm hooked on phonic

You won't catch a nigga tweetin'

I be schemin', I be plottin'

They be leechin', they be watchin'

She be geekin' off the molly

Call me K, I got knowledge

Keep the K cause I got knowledge

I be drippin', I be saucin'

I be limpin' when I'm walkin'

I'm so fucked up in the noggin'

I be hearin' bitches talkin'

Since I'm always fuckin' eatin' M's, wet the cutlass candy

You know I don't fuckin' give a damn, whack you and your mammy

This is orange, don't say tangerine cause I will get offended

I want Actavis Promethazine, don't want that shit you sippin'

And believe me, I ain't conceited

I'm just chillin', I'm just livin'

And so what if I'm conceited, that's just me but that's my business

Remember I was in a sticky one, reality done hit me

Boy these niggas will make you kill some, they always in they feelings

Nigga what would y'all do, if you could be me for minute

Nigga what would God do, if we can fuckin' switch positions

Aye repeat what you just said cause I was rollin' when you told me

Can't believe what you just said bitch I be [?]

A lil soldier from off Nolia

I can't stay from out the corner

I don't care none 'bout these foreigns, I'll pull up in a 'Yota

I was raised in a dope hole, posted on the stroll

Put a nigga in a choke hold 'fore I sell my soul

Can't keep these bitches off me

Now my bitch think I'm trippin', got her trynna stalk me

Think before I do the shit, false move a culprit

Got plans for tomorrow, been a man and [?]

I don't know you bitch, let me get your social

Got a power stayin' bulker and another on commercial

I would rather hit the fuckin' plug before I go commercial

Stop that tweet, I'll murk you

I be geekin' like I'm Urkle

Crackers came and got my uncle and he went in in December

I'm a come through bouncin' in that orange, you'll think I'm Tigger

Project baby, grew up in the park, you can call me Tigger

It's whatever, I'll rock a fella, and I'm on a jigga

If I ever meet Erykah Badu, I'ma fuck her

If I ever see you, out in public, I'ma touch you

Threw a meat, stayin' busta free, I'll bust a busta

In a busted bus, nigga, my interior peanut butter

Shawty said that that my kid, prolly is cause I was beatin' her

Prolly not, it prolly is, really think that I'll feed her

I was in the DMV and I was runnin' up to meter

Settin' trends, goin' Super Saiyan, whipped out like Vegeta

In a stolo smokin' reefer, rockin' Polo in Adidas

Ridin' olo with the Nina, I don't know no nigga meaner

Every Balmain lyrics - Kodak Black

 (L Beats)

My name ain't Louis, but I'll strong-arm you niggas

Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong

Bitch, I think my .9 broke

I got every Balmain top

Bitch, this dick is not yours

Sweater with the rhinestone

Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog

Damn near look like Tom Brady, yeah

If twelve pull up, we ain't related, dawg

If twelve pull up, we ain't related

Brand new baby, I surrogated

That money just keep on generatin', yeah

Ran up and I came in it

Givin' it to her raw

Say Ariel for Thanksgiving

I'ma switch your car, sweetie

I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business

That thing I rock be tailor-fitted

Lil' shawty love to give me medded top

Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season

I ain't bluffin', I'm callin' it how I see it

My niggas do numbers, we undefeated

Had everything but a mausoleum

Big bank on me like two [?]

Fish tank look like museum

Shawty got me woozy

Girl, why you wore that two-piece?

Remember stealin' mopeds

The molly keep me on edge

Lil' shawty love to give me medded top

I'ma show my boss I'm handlin' business

That thing I rock be tailor-fitted

Lil' shawty love to give me medded top

Rockin' Louis like I'm Armstrong

Bitch, I think my .9 broke

I got every Balmain top

Bitch, this dick is not yours

Sweater with the rhinestone

Bought my girl a Pomeranian dog

Damn near look like Tom Brady, yeah

If twelve pull up, we ain't related, dawg

If twelve pull up, we ain't related

Brand new baby, I surrogated

That money just keep on generatin', yeah

(Ha, ha, ha, ha)

Kutthroat Bill, Kodak Black

I'm slayin' her, I'm slayin' her

You pussy niggas don't wear enough

I ain't even tryna get jammed up

Keep switchin' up, brand new Android

Feel like the feds be watchin' me everywhere I go, I'm paranoid

Still keep a .9 millimeter on me

All my fingers got Super Bowl rings

How you gon'—, how are you sleepin' on me?

Lil' nigga, I do big ole' things

Mask on 'cause these bitches be sick

Racks on me, 'bout to pay for a hit

Keep hand sanitizer 'cause you niggas be dirty

Bet I get all of my Balmain early

Catch me outside, lil' nigga, it's lit

My P.O. fine, I'ma tell her to quit

She already know I got meth in my piss

Everybody know it be death in this bitch

Fuck what the paper say, that ain't my jit

If Brady pull up, nigga, that ain't my stick

The police be askin' 'bout murders and shit

I'ma stand up, nigga, I'll take me a sit

Kill Bill, mam pam, prrrrt, grrt

I'm gleerious, they curious

I'm sweatin' up bitch, I respect my dick

I won't fuck no ho' on her period

Shawty say she want CC, I ain't even got no email

I'm pullin' up, Cullinan, all season

Pullin' up, Cullinan, all season

Expeditiously lyrics - Kodak Black

 True story ain't no lieing

A wise man can play a fool but a fool can't play wise

Unless you judge me by my cover so you can't read between my lines

Straight poet, poetical genius

God made me, believe me

They ain't know that I was intellectual

Tryna change your life but they won't let ya

I'm in Detroit right now

Just hollin' at my nigga Will

I was hollin' at my boy, he said he feel like he gone die soon

Had to pray for him because he need it more than I do

How can I tell my people that's exactly the way that I feel

But I know that I'm blessed so I won't give a bitch that idea

Runnin' from the jakes, I was posted up with a 9 mill

Got me jumpin' gates, I got credit cards in my high heels

All my niggas fake, that shit kept comin' out like diarrhea

Psycho on my line, I'ma pick him up, he in Liberia

Wiz he just whipped up a brick, he ain't put no noodles in it

Told him I just caught me a fish, don't put no tuna in it

They know that I'm baptized in blood, I let my soul sing it

Runnin' round wilidin', I'm childish, I ain't got no home training

Talking to my lil' boy, I promise won't let them boys kill me

Lookin' at my lil' boy like father don't let them boys steal me

Nigga tried to track me, I saw it they said that boy slippin'

Nigga tried to track me, I saw it they said that boy slippin'

Young nigga stickin' to the code, cause I don't condone snitchin'

I ain't goin' out like that rapper, I won't do no tippin'

Went and said my name on the TV, that boy a bold witness

On the news he TIP me, that boy got no feelings

Suwoop put the pole on lil' buddy, they said the Game strippin'

Old heads ain't hittin' on nun, I say them boys kiddin'

I want all the smoke out the stove but I don't even roll Phillies

How the hell you callin' me out when you know I don't listen

How you try and put me in timeout when I ain't Big Boi children

Nigga waitin' on for me to fall off just like that boy Gillie

Said they ride for me till the wheel fall off, I be like oh really

How you tell me what came out my mouth, you don't even know Nipsey

Tiny that bitch ugly as hell, I don't even want Piggy

I can't beat you niggas at talkin' give me a long sentence

You know I keep the pole and I ain't no hoe, I know some Rollin 60's

And I'm thuggin' all on my lonely, but I keep some Zoes with me

How the hell you cancel a nigga and I don't even smoke tobacco

Mute me when I voice my opinion and I ain't even know it mattered

Jump right on my live and record me, everything I say be platinum

Special kind of nigga they know me, they want my name slandered

Special kind of nigga they know me, they want my name slandered

My head right on the swivel, I'm focused they want my brain splattered

How the hell you cancel a nigga and I don't even smoke tobacco

Mute me when I voice my opinion and I ain't even know it mattered

Falling Over (Tribute To XXXTentacion) lyrics - Kodak Black

 (100% Juicee)

Come alive, Jahseh, because I need an angel

I know you didn't know that you can die like this, you can die rich and famous

You can die rich and famous

You can die rich and famous, mm

Come alive, Jahseh, because I need an angel

I know you didn't know that you can die like this, you can die rich and famous

I know you feeling like you doin' time, my friend, and we are locked in cages

I hate when you can't even read your rights these days, feeling like kept and laid up

Come alive 'cause I need an angel

Didn't know that you can die, you can die rich and famous

Who are you to criticize? Why are we always judging?

Why we always gotta fuss and fight? Can we all do more loving?

Tell you that I almost died, I almost died

Remember when I almost died

For real, for real, I almost died

For real, for real, I almost died

For real, for real, I almost died

For real, for real, my soul tired

For real, I put my mind in overdrive

For real, I thought our love could override

And I took that sacrifice

Saw you took your sacrifice

This dog has been sacrificed

Know you looking over, Jah rest, God rest

I know you're lookin' over, in' over, in' over, yeah

I was countin' on us, darling, darling

I was countin' on us, in' on us, in' on us

And now you're gone, I'm always faded, faded

Now you got me always, me always, me always

Ayy, callin' on my Yahweh, baby, baby

I'm callin' on my Yahweh, my Yahweh, my Yah- bae

And I'm countin' down these hours these days, these days

I'm countin' on my hours, my hours, my hours

Hey, fightin' for my powers these days, these days

I'm fightin' for my powers, my powers, my powers

I'm just tryna keep 'em conscious, baby, baby

You gon' walk me to my coffin, baby, baby

Now you gone to sleep, I'm always faded, faded

I've been fallin' over, in' over, in' over, ayy

How you get dishonest?

I was countin' on us

Come alive, Onfroy, aren't you missing something?

Why are we always judging? Can we all do more loving?

It don't matter if you black or white, my friend, can we not be so racist?

And it don't matter if you're gay or not, my friend, can we not be so hateful?

It don't matter if you're rich or poor

Why the polices use excessive force?

I know you looking over, Jah rest, God bless

I know you're lookin' over, in' over, in' over

Ayy, I was countin' on us, darling, darling

I was countin' on us, in' on us, in' on us

Ayy, now you gone, I'm always faded, faded

Now you got me always, me always, me always

Ayy, I'm callin' on my Yahweh, baby, baby

I'm callin' on my Yahweh, my Yahweh, my Yahweh

And I'm countin' down these hours these days, these days

Just countin' on my hours, my hours, my hours

Ayy, I'm fightin' for my powers these days, these days

I'm fightin' for my powers, my powers, my powers

I'm just tryna keep 'em conscious, baby, baby

You gon' walk me to my coffin, baby, baby

Now you gone to sleep, I'm always faded, faded, hmm

I've been fallin' over, in' over, in' over, ayy

First Day Out lyrics - Kodak Black

 First day out

Gave my mama hundred racks

And bought a iced-out AP watch

And bought a Cuban links just to match it

That wasn't voodoo, that wasn't magic

Nigga be cappin', I just be laughin'

That was God, nigga was fastin'

And hidin' K2 in my mattress

Smokin' Tunechi in my cell

That was my twelfth time going to jail

That was my second time going to hell

And back for real but I prevail

Canary yellow diamonds in my braces

Same color as my lady

'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy Mack

And go have her a baby

'Bout to hit her with no Jimmy

Have her walkin' like a penguin

Still finessin', still be poppin' frauds finagling and wangling

And a brand new two-door Wraith

I coulda bought it but I just rent it

Got a brand new big old chain

Got so much sauce I don't need no pendant

Paintin' pictures when I be spendin'

I'm poppin' for real up on all these women

It's my birthday, just turned 20

And I just went to go see the dentist

Put some stones all in my gold

Know you niggas thought I was gone

Know you niggas thought I wasn't comin' home

But guess what, bitch I'm home

On probation, but I still keep that chrome

Crack a nigga dome

(On probation but I still keep that chrome

I'll crack a nigga dome)

Traded my AR for a sniper, traded my Draco for a TEC

Traded my Rollie for a AP but I coulda got a Patek

And I coulda got a Corvette, and I coulda got me a jet

And I coulda got me some sense, but I only got me some neck

Traded my ex bitch for a check

I'm takin' codeine with the x

I wanna buy my brother the world

But since I can't, I'ma get him a Lex

Ay ay, I'm a Israel like my diamonds is real ice

I had to sacrifice to be here, that's how I'm with you tonight

I had to run down with my big Glock 9 to feed my appetite

I had to go through hard times and dark times just for me to see the light

Ay, I remember pourin' honey on my rice

Ay, I remember havin' no money, I was livin' in shacks

Ay, you got me fucked up if I'ma go out without a fight

Ay, this my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight

Live it up tonight

This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight

Live it up tonight

This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight

Live it up tonight

This my first day out, I'ma live it up tonight

For No Reason lyrics - Kodak Black

 (DJ Cam gon' show 'em how to drip)

Slidin' with the crosses on the window, bible on the dash

Gotta keep my feet down on a nigga, or my foot off in your ass

In the Wraith on the interstate, flushes, I ain't let up off the gas

Bitch actin' too cool for the school, but she ain't got no class

I turn up on a class, pill, by the way

Last night was mad real, by the way

Finally fucker her, got her, put out a dub

But she finessed me out a bag, still

Don't cap me nothin' with your loveful, disrespectful bitch

I'm up right and stayin' fast (I'm deadass)

Deadass, whenever I catch 'em, I'ma stretch a check

I'm doin' lil' pussy nigga baths (Straight put on blast)

Everybody know who run the city, come catch him out the door

Something out the door went off the hinges

Nigga, know this how I'm livin', relentless

Savage, bring it, I ain't runnin' from the static

All of my hoes in love with the Patek, own it right

Really rich, ridin' Double R, Rolls Royce

How I made both of 'em wear it around? I don't know

Bitch, please, you think I'm green, you a nasty lil' ho'

Shit, I want some more, that lil' ho know she got some good, good

Hood, I'm goin' cuckoo for the Coco Puffs

Boss nigga, fed a genie with the cock fill

Solo with my pistol eatin' dinner and I'm loaded up

Ain't no nigga stop me goin' no fuckin' where

Yeah, if it's a bad bitch, I'm showin' up

I got the drop and I ain't comin' for nothin'

Slow down, I'm 'bout to blow this motherfucker up

Yeah, Zs in the trap, Zs in the trap, Zs in the trap

Set a trap, and a nigga city get it litty, dawg

I've been on the other corner too long, I'm 'bout to hit it, dawg

She fell asleep, I'm 'bout to send her a Lyft

Sorry, puddin', but you know you gotta dip

City boys up, I'm fuckin', that's my city girl

Got no respect, I been this way since a jitty boy

Keep steppin', nigga, give 'em to me

Had me shootin' at them niggas, 'cause I ain't wanna take a picture with them

Hell nah, I'm finna bill men

He fuckin' everything, oh, you know he a gremlin

Fucked her and finger lickin' on the couch

Tell Poochie, tell E-Class to shut this motherfucker down

Stepped in drippin', fiendin' for no reason

Step in drippin', fiendin' for no reason

Ayy, stepped in drippin', fiendin' for no reason

Step me, dripped in, fiendin' for no reason

Stepped in drippin', fiendin' for no reason

Step in drippin', fiendin' for no reason

Free Cool lyrics - Kodak Black

 Aye I was just hollerin' at my nigga Cool and shit

Y'know he locked up, I guess he be listening to the radio and shit

He say he be listening to that shit

He say "Bruh I think you'll kill the beat"

So I got the beat, I had to

Look

Stay on my P's and Q's

Breaking hearts, breaking rules

Young nigga stick and move, that's all I wanna do

Ever since middle school, I've been finessing fools

Young nigga keep the tool, toolie ain't keep it cool

They need to free my dawg, I miss my nigga cool

I do this shit for me, I do this shit for you

Only the real relate, I'm hungry I grabbed the plate

Now a young nigga straight, spreadin' racks in yo face

Lil Kodak that brutal youngin', postin' right on the ugly

So if you lookin' for me, catch me on 1800

All I know "Get that bread", don't ever hold yo head

I fell in love with skrilla, I'm still finessing niggas

One foot out, One foot in

Still try'na dodge the pen

Young nigga poppin' checks, wrist full of VVS's

Slugs all up in my mouth, VVS on my necklaces

Out here since an adolescences, I neva learned my lesson

I'm cool but the block is hot

Two door coupe, drop the top

I got yo boo here with me, I made her drop the top

You sweeter than some candy, no baby bottle pop

Pour me up on the rocks, pour me another shot

Gave me another chance, I got another shot

It's time to hit the top, the crackas let me up

Momma said wait your turn, baby don't rush success

Up all night try'na get it, you need some fucking rest

I smash her then I passed her, just like a fucking test

I pull up where you stay don't need no GPS

Zoe boy from Broward County, I'm the heart of the projects

She give me sloppy toppy, got her turnt up on molly

I need it, I'm staying patient

Stay humble, you gon' make it

I'm out here paper chasin', that money drive me crazy

Flexin' these niggas hate it, cause I just emancipated

Look what the streets done made me, life of a project baby

Free Cool Pt. 2 lyrics - Kodak Black

 Money gave him power and a bigger ego

That money gave him power and a bigger ego

I'm in a Thunderbird i'm slidin' wit' my Desert Eagle

Money gave him power and a bigger ego

Free my nigga Cool

My nigga, we tight like speedo

All my niggas goin' fast, they gettin' Rico

Free my nigga Jackboy we like Stitch and Lilo

I still be ridin' wit' fire, steering wheel on the right

I still be out of my mind, still be gettin' real hype

I be on D'useé no lie, smokin' on cherry pie

I promise I ain't goin', that's that other guy

I ain't take no shortcut, this shit ain't come easy

Christian Louboutin is drippin'

When I step, I'm leakin'

Christian Louboutin, you would think I'm bleeding

They say that I'm next, don't jinx me

Eat it up, baby, then drink me

I ain't ever ask for nothing, my momma said "Don't beg"

If a guy [?] and I want it, then I'm on your head

My nigga been hidin' lately, he think I want him dead

But I don't want you to die, I want you to see me shine

I couldn't make lemonade, so I made lemon-lime

Life gave me lemons, so I made lemon-lime

Kodak that nigga that green, Kodak that nigga that slime

That money done gave me power, money done turned me sour

I remember I was rockin' [?], now I rock Givenchy

Run up on me, that's risky

Run up on me, don't tempt me

My tank on full, you empty

Smokin' on gas like Wawa

Project Baby, got promethazine all in my baba

Free my nigga, flip with my nigga, flip a nigga like Kraby Patty

Flyin' anywhere, my propellers be on aerobatics

All I know is rob, all I know is jack it

I ain't ever had no job, I ain't ever had no daddy

Dress it up, baby, like salad

Eat it up, baby, you nasty

Ain't got no snacks in the cabinet, just some goddamn ratchets

Big Cardi be winnin', I'm winnin', 'cause that's my goddamn twin

If Cardi be winnin', I'm winnin'

Cardi B won, I won

My bitch said she want her hair done, part in the middle wit' a bun

My bitch said she want her nails done, French tip, london

My bitch said she want her hair done, lace front, no bun

My bitch said she want her toes done, French tip, london

I don't wanna see you cry, momma wipe yo' eyes

I don't wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

I don't wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

I don't wanna do no more time, I want you to see me fly

Fresh Out (My Struggle) lyrics - Kodak Black

 I hit rock bottom

I thought would never come up bih

For real tho

Thank you lord

Thank you lord I'm here, I never imagine it

It lil Kodak black, bitch come capture this

Ain't putting up with that, no I ain't having it

Been showing too much love but no more after this

They told me I'mma stop, acting like I'm average

Cause I be rapping but I ain't be on that rapping shit

I still be in the hood, toting my strap and shit

Stop that flagging, that's why shit be happening

Last time I let you slide, I'm a whoop yo ass bitch

Save the choke sandwich in my mattress

Aye where them yellow bones, don't want no black bitch

I'm already black, don't need no black bitch

Put yo hands up if you a bhad bitch

Bae let's go and blow a check at Saks Fifth

I said I love you, I was just on that Gnac bitch

Bae you know I'm being sarcastic

I bag her then I'm gone with that shit

Girl don't call my phone with that shit

Fuck it I don't owe a nigga shit

I been outchea thugging since a jit

Remember we was struggling in them prick

Nigga had to go and hit a lick

I was throwing rocks in a ditch

Now I'm throwing rocks at the chain gang

Haitian Scarface lyrics - Kodak Black

 You're a bunch of fuckin' assholes, you know why?

You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be

You need people like me

They made people like me so you can point your fuckin' fingers

To say that's the bad guy (100% Juicee)

I'm tryna hit the road by tomorrow

I told the plug I need the thing that can swim in the water

They tryna paint a picture of a nigga like I got a problem

Cracker tryna lock the nigga up soon I touch down in Broward

Gotta take the wrap off the Maybach 'cause I don't wanna be followed

They already know it's me, can't roll in peace, I ain't tryna be bothered

I ain't never had no daddy, I been calling Brad my father

He more to me than a lawyer, he there every time I call him

Even though he white, he give me advice I ain't learned from the streets

I be tryna do right but the police be tryna embarrass me

Another mugshot, here they go laughing at a nigga pain

Tryna run my fans away, they slanderin' a nigga name, fuck 'em

Been out here all my life I'm stuck in, they wanna see me kick the bucket

From all this shit I had to put up with, all that shit just made me tougher

I wan' tell the bitch I love her, but she get too crazy

I'm second-guessing, should I let this lil' bitch have my baby?

I'ma set up a booby trap in the traphouse, just in case they raid it

I got a lil' monkey on my back, I've been taking Percocets daily

You need people like me, I shoot straight and I don't do no fakin'

If I was on the run, would you let me duck off in your basement, huh?

I made a mistake, don't bring up Trump

They pulled me over, they was mad as fuck

They ain't find a pistol, ain't find a pump, just some dog shit in the trunk

I know they wanna see me sunk, this gas I'm smoking fetus funk

When I ran down, Lil Peter ran, when I ran down, Lil Peter ran

I bought a house on sunrise, so I can see the sunset

I'm the one they pointin' fingers at every time they need a suspect

I'm the Haitian Scarface, I keep a flag around a manchèt

I'ma send a nigga anlè, throw his babies in the lanmèr

And I guess I'm a drug Lord, got caught with a few pills I got a prescription for

Bitch, y'all know I got shot a few months ago

Bitch, y'all know that lil' shit was so petty, y'all could've let me go

All the good that I do for the hood, the charities did in Pompano

You'll never see a thug nigga, ex-drug dealer like me again

Gravedigger, big brain-splitter, fuckin' a cop, I'll leave it in

Fuck me a C.O., I love my P.O., she know I be tryin' and shit

Sometimes feel like tryna quit, tell everybody to suck my dick

So say, "Good night" to the bad guy (100% Juicee)

Whore

The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again, let me tell you

Whore

Get away from the bad guy

Halloween lyrics - Kodak Black

 I'm livin' like "catch me if you can," you know?

This the amazin' true story of the youngest and most darin' conman

Tricky, swiftly, but yet viciously

It's always a mystery

Everyday a new identity

Jumped out, woke up on the wrong side of the sheet

But really I should've been born on Halloween

I ain't no demon semen but I do evil deeds

My daddy don't never see me, I ain't no devil seed

I don't remember his last time checkin' up on me

Why you dropped another album in a week?

I'm a wolf, but I be dressin' like a sheep

Put on my monkey suit and go orangutan

Poppin' monkeys, poppin' bars make me swing

Who the fuck you are? You in and out my brain

I know I'm smart, you make me do some crazy things

Monkey on my back, let a nigga be, please

Niggas free out here but they ain't free

You out here physically but locked up mentally

Why everywhere I go, I gotta bring the ski?

No face, no case, live everyday like Halloween

Jumped out, woke up on the wrong side of the sheet

But really I should've been born on Halloween

I ain't no demon semen but I do evil deeds

My daddy don't never see me, I ain't no devil seed

I don't remember his last time checkin' up on me

Why you dropped another album in a week?

I'm a wolf, but I be dressin' like a sheep

Put on my monkey suit and go orangutan

I tricked so much-a individuals for a treat

K Boogie with the hoodie, best believe

It's hot, he got the hoodie on to hide the heat

And he got so much tricks up up his sleeve

All them nights I had to mask up on a scheme

My self conscience got me fightin' in my sleep

I can't forget about it, I see it in my dreams

I'm kickin' in yo' door, but I don't want no sweets

Give me what I came for so I can leave

You know I'm serious, don't you feel my energy?

No this not a joke, everybody on they knees

Don't try to buck the jack, you get bucked, get back

Jumped out, woke up on the wrong side of the sheet

But really I should've been born on Halloween

I ain't no demon semen but I do evil deeds

My daddy don't never see me, I ain't no devil seed

I don't remember his last time checkin' up on me

Why you dropped another album in a week?

I'm a wolf, but I be dressin' like a sheep

Put on my monkey suit and go orangutan

You ain't gotta be scared of me, just respect a nigga, please?

I'm startin' to think my cranium got a disease

They be like, "Yo Kodak, I just seen you on the scene"

They be like, "I ain't approach you though, 'cause you was lookin' mean"

Don't need no friends, I got a big family

I'm a G, it's in my genes

Glock .23, it's in my jeans

Ain't playin' freeze tag but I got that beam

Sorry baby I lied, you was just a fiend

I don't love ya, I just wanted to get in yo' jeans

Tricked her for her treat

Tricked her out her panties

Yeah, I can't get romantic

No, I'm not Satanic

I'm not Satanic

Who said that?

Why you said that?

Who said that?

Halloween Bill Kill lyrics - Kodak Black

 Ayy don't play with me no more

Kill Bill

Real spill

Helluva made this beat, baby

Ayy, when that money on the line niggas say the round

But when those bullets go to flyin' niggas change they mind

I shot that choppa cuz this bitch don't know the old side?

And I just found out that bitch playin' both sides

These niggas they aimin' at my v-neck for this whole time

It's like I'm playing Russian roulette with this .45

Swear I ain't seen my nigga v-necks in a long time

These niggas was hating and I ain't see that, I was goin' blind

I shook back off that, y'all already know what I mean

If you ain't caught nobody hungry

I don't want you on my team

I'm smokin' death, I roll on X, I pour promethazine

I don't take no threat, I keep a TEC, y'all know me better than me

I was in New Orleans, shoulda stopped by the Me

Rest in peace, Soulja Slim, free lil' BG

I'm pulling scams, selling grams like the nominees

I really played when I should have stayed with Dominique

I was jacking folks, I was dropping locs, cuz I was tryna eat

I was selling dope right out the door, them folks was watchin' me

I remember nights I have no lights, this shit was hard for me

I grew up poor, I ain't have no hope, I ain't have no pot to pee

I'm creepin' through, I don't do no molly, I'm on a fuckin percy

I'm tryna stack a few more bodies for my fuckin birthday

And all I want for my birthday is a few more bodies

And when it's all said and done we gonna see who smilin'

My nigga pulled up on me told me how he peeped the setup

It wasn't for me but why you wanna see my niggas wet up

I'm bringing pain to a nigga and I won't ever let up

I'm leaving stains on a nigga like my name ketchup

Before you beef with me lil' nigga you better run the check-up

I'm slidin' by your momma house in a brand new rental

These niggas hate I swear forgot em' I'm on a brand new level

I don't do no flags I put my life on the instrumental

I shoulda been a rockstar cuz I woulda been totin' metal

I ain't like these other rap niggas I still be in the ghetto

I put my dogs in a safehouse in Sacramento

These niggas be bitches don't really be with it these niggas be wearin' stilettos

When that money on the line niggas say the round

But when those bullets get to flyin' niggas change they mind

I shot that choppa cuz this bitch don't know the old side

And I just found out that bitch playin' both sides

These niggas was aimin' at my v-neck for this whole time

It's like I'm playing Russian roulette with this 45

Swear I ain't seen my nigga v-necks in a long time

These niggas was hating and I ain't see that, I was goin' blind

Harriet Tubman lyrics - Kodak Black

 Runaway lave

Like a runaway slave, ayy

Like a runaway slave

Better run or you get hung

I done walked 'way from some things

I'm a walk off with my son

I just walked off with my son

On top of that he one

I don't talk I got a gun

If we fall off, bitch, we done

Can't fall off, I got funds

I fall off then I'm done

Had to run away from my girl

She ran up out of trust

I done ran up out of love

I done ran up out of love

You said you had enough

So I went out to the club

Can't drink 'cause I'm too young

But today I'm getting drunk

So motherfucking tired

Been runnin' all my life

Oh, I've been runnin' all my life

Runnin' all my life

Harriet Tubman, I've been runnin' all my life, ayy

I'm standin' at the stretch line

Kunta Kinte, all my life, I had the fire

In the projects, all my life, I had to grind

Young nigga had to hustle to survive

Remember I was underground

Now everybody on my line

Put the hood on TV

Every day I'm on the rise

I done rescued all my niggas

You ain't gotta slang that iron

They changed on a nigga

So I left they ass behind

Feel like Harriet Tubman

I ain't stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny

I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman

I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks

Came back with some money

Tryna do me like I'm Emmett Till

Runnin' like a fugitive

Jamestown, Virginia, slavery started and it's still is

2019 when we free after 400 years

I done got heartless

Attitude, cognitive

Street took my conscience

Been so long I shed a tear

Blood, sweat in my vent

Everything in the vent

I'm a need bloodshed

Look at mama shed a tear

You don't care 'bout how I feel

What it took to get right here

Aye, a lot of sacrifices here

Still I had to fight out here

Haitian revolutionary, but my lady France

Standin' at the stretch line barefoot

I feel like Toussaint, I feel like [?]

I'm standin' at the stretch line barefoot

They gave my dawg a long sentence, hit him with the textbook

Hit him with the textbook, he can't even read

[?] never gonna sin [?]

The society corrupted we going through modernized slavery

Sell a black male to a plantation

Like a slave master sell a black male to a plantation

Bust a lick, right on Plantation

Double back, hit a lick right on Plantation

What happened to salvation?

Sniper Gang, I'm tryna build a foundation

And I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

Yea, I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

I'm runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I'm Harriet Tubman

Runnin' like I'm Jesse James

Like I'm tryna get away

Runnin' like a runaway slave

I just want to runaway

Ain't never ran before, so what's gonna make me run today?

I just want to fly

I just want to fly away, I just want to fly

I just want to fly away-ay

I just want to fly

I just want to fly away-ay

I just want to fly

Feel like Harriet Tubman

I ain't stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny

I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman

I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks

Came back with some money

Feel like Harriet Tubman

I ain't stop, I kept runnin', they was actin' funny

I said the money train coming, I feel like Harriet Tubman

I was posted on the Ugly, I was caught in tracks

Came back with some money

Horses lyrics - PnB Rock, Kodak Black & A Boogie wit da Hoodie

 (from "The Fate Of The Furious" soundtrack)

[PnB Rock:]

(DJ Chose)

Oh yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wan' do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

I just pulled up in the Benz

It was just me and my mans

Fishbowl no tint

Scooping your hoe and her friends

Wanna take that bitch to the movies

Ain't got no love for the groupies

Seat back while she do me

She get wetter than Jacuzzis

She don't go like a green light

She get ran through like a red light

If the head right then the bread right

Shawty know I be there every night

Problem, problem, what they want like steak sauce

Zero to sixty, I take off

Can't see me, looking like Ray Charles

They tell me slow down, I'm goin' too fast

Young nigga, I just wanna do the dash

I'm so reckless, hope I don't crash

'Cause I'm ballin', like the whip stolen (yeah)

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wan' do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

[A Boogie With Da Hoodie:]

All big bankrolls, I got no hoes

I just left my girlfriend, I'm in love with the Ghost now

She's full of emotions, and now she's my old bitch

'Cause my 'Rari knows how to ride when it goes down

And my watch on froze, watch it glow when the lights out

If it's hot or cold, we gon' still bring the bikes out

I just bought a Rolls-Royce and I hop in a Lamb' now

When I push the button, they like, "What the fuck is that sound?"

Damn, I'm the man now

Only pulled up in this whip so I could stand out

Bought a icy ring and told 'em it's no handouts

Started up a label, 'bout to make a band now

[PnB Rock:]

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wan' do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

[Kodak Black:]

I'm looking at you haters through my rear view mirror

I'm sliding in some shit you see in Fast & Furious

I'm switching lanes on 'em, but I don't got no gears

Shawty say she wanna ride, but she don't know how to steer

They paid me for a show, but I didn't even appear

They say Kodak Black you drive like he ain't got no fear

They say, "Kodak Black, you act like you ain't got no care"

I say my car got a horse like I'm in a marriage

Pull up in a 'Rari, I, jump out with your shawty

Driving like a crash dummy speeding to that cash money

Money all in my head, if I wreck I'm dead

Shit, I'm driving that no cracker wouldn't even get behind

[PnB Rock:]

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

All these horses in my car got me going fast

I just wan' do the dash, put my pedal to the gas (skrr, skrr)

Going so fast, hope I don't crash (skrr, skrr)

One false move, that could be my last (yeah)

HVN ON EARTH lyrics - Lil Tecca & Kodak Black

 I'm Workin' On Dyin'

BNYX

We Love You Tecca

I never had the time to make a way

I only had the time to make a play

I had to learn nobody savin' me

If you gon' run it up, then why wait?

They see I got a lot up in my plate

When you been workin', it's not 'bout the faith

She on my phone and what she 'bout to say?

She let me know

That's my, that's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth

H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.

That's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth

That's my, that's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth

H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.

That's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth

That's my, that's my

Yeah, nowadays I'm just thinkin' 'bout a bag

Got '85 Undercovers on my ass

That ho, she say, "Yo", 'cause I got money bags

The feds on my dope 'cause I got money stashed

Easy to get it, and not gon' make it last

You gon' turn on me, I'ma watch you crash

Don't give a fuck, no one get a pass

Know if I said it, yeah, I meant it, bad

You got it goin', hold up now

Say you wanna get high, then roll up now

You say you not gon' fold up now

She hit my line say

That's my, that's my

I never showed them up, no love now

I can't say what's on my mind, get dumbed down

Thinkin' too much, then my mind get shut down

She hit my line, say

That's my, that's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth

H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.

That's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth

That's my, that's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth

H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.

That's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth

That's my, that's my

Every time I see her, shawty got on tights

Rain hit my wrist, water turn to ice

What could I say? I'm just cut that way

If you play, you lay, I'ma take your life

Killer, so don't push me, I don't really care too much for pussy

I ain't cheat the grind, know where it took me

You a stepper? What you want, a cookie?

It ain't no question, I put the bros before bitches

In four seconds, Beamer go zero to sixty

Ain't no tellin' what do I got on this glizzy

It's no hesitation, I get on this business

I've been two years out the feds

And I still been gettin' niggas pluckered

Put a bounty on a nigga head

Told him that the quicker picker upper

The AK made in Romania

Pourin' the drink by the tablespoon

I feed a bad bitch baby food

They on my macadamias

Sprite spiked up, thank ya

I'm in the suburbs, I'm servin' my neighbors

I don't got time to respond to no haters

But I'm a kill all them lil' niggas later, I promise

I never had the time to make a way

I only had the time to make a play

I had to learn nobody savin' me

If you gon' run it up, then why wait?

They see I got a lot up in my plate

When you been workin', it's not 'bout the faith

She on my phone and what she 'bout to say?

She let me know

That's my, that's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth

H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.

That's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth

That's my, that's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth

H.O.E, H.O.E, H.O.E.

That's my H.O.E, H.O.E., Heaven on earth, Heaven on earth, on earth

That's my, that's my

That's my, that's my

That's my, that's my

That's my, that's my

I Can't Lie lyrics - French Montana, Kodak Black & London On Da Track

 Yeah, yeah, ayy, Kodak

You know what it is

When you hear that "haan"

Yeah

I'm in London, got my beat from London

I can't lie, I turned my mama house to a museum

I'm slidin' in a BM, put my BM in a BM

I can't lie, so much bitches, I need a new DM

Ayy, I'm too appealin', yeah, all my niggas Zion (yeah)

I can't lie, Sniper Gang, I put you on a stretcher

Swear to God, the truth don't need no lie detector

I can't lie, I swear to God, I'm on a whole new level

I can't lie, I spent like half a ticket on the bezzel

Through my mama on the golf course, caught a fish in the crib

Free the nigga to the ceilin', I'm in too deep, like David

With my codeine, I pop a seal, like on the real, I'm in the field

On the real, I'm tryna kill, like on the real, I stacked a mill'

I can't even lie, I'm so fly, that's why they call me Bill

My nigga lost a trial, but he 'bout to come home on a pill

I'm feelin' like I'm Kunta Kinte, 'cause we gon' do slavery still

I can't lie, I'm Israel, I can't lie, this shit real

I can't holy Israel, yeah, I'm on that Jewish shit

Got on all this Louis, now is not the time to shoot a bitch

I can't even sneeze in public, they might try to sue a bitch

I'm slidin' in that orange-colored, but I ain't on no fruity shit

I can't lie, I turned my mama house to a museum

I'm slidin' in a BM, put my BM in a BM

I can't lie, so much bitches, I need a new DM

Ayy, I'm too appealin', yeah, all my niggas Zion (yeah)

I can't lie, Sniper Gang, I put you on a stretcher

Swear to God, the truth don't need no lie detector

I can't lie, I swear to God, I'm on a whole new level

I can't lie, I spent like half a ticket on the bezzel

Copped my auntie a crib, I copped a new Bugatti

Man, these hoes ain't safe, I'm on my Irv Gotti (woo)

I can't lie, I've been ridin' with that fire (bah-bah-bah)

I've been gettin' fried, since the seven-five, when Max lost the trial (wavy)

If she did you dirty once, she gon' do it twice (twice)

My dawg popped a fake Perc', man, he lost his life

I can't lie, turned my mother crib a Colosseum

Still do it for Chinx, 'til the day that I'ma see him

Told my bitch "You the one", got these hoes on my auction

Rather be talked about than me doin' all the talkin'

Same nigga shot me up, they never found the body

I can't lie, I'm so fly, that's why they call me Holly

I can't lie, I turned my mama house to a museum

I'm slidin' in a BM, put my BM in a BM

I can't lie, so much bitches, I need a new DM

Ayy, I'm too appealin', yeah, all my niggas Zion (yeah)

I can't lie, Sniper Gang, I put you on a stretcher

Swear to God, the truth don't need no lie detector

I can't lie, I swear to God, I'm on a whole new level

I can't lie, I spent like half a ticket on the bezzel

I'm in London, got my beat from London

I Just Might lyrics - Kodak Black

 I just might hit a heist

I just might catch a flight

I just might go up top, gotta get it right

I just might go lurking

I just might go murk him

I just might go scoping

I just might go scoping

I just might go and hit me one more lick

I might hit the club tonight and cheat on my bitch

I might cop a 50 pack and bump it off quick

Imma flip the pack into a whole damn brick

I just might go and hit me one more lick

I might hit the club tonight and cheat on my bitch

I might cop a 50 pack and bump it off quick

Imma flip the pack into a whole damn brick

Pulling up in a 2 door coupe with no tint

I'm about to go and cop me a hummer whip

Told my math teacher you ain't gotta teach me shit

I don't need you bitch I'm doin numbers with my wrist

My homie say he down bad he wanna hit a lick

He was wonderin if I can take him on a trip

I know what he about he been flawed since a jit

That my dawg but I know if we caught he a snitch

I was carjacking had to get a lawyer quick

Promise I was guilty until proven innocent

Shawty say Kodak Black I wanna have your jit

Then I say shawty you ain't makin any sense

Jaguar comin thru damn who is this

You don't have a single clue, you don't have a hint

1800 block catch me right here on the strip

Imma call her ice cream hit her then I dip

I just might go and hit me one more lick

I might hit the club tonight and cheat on my bitch

I might cop a 50 pack and bump it off quick

Imma flip the pack into a whole damn brick

I just might go and hit me one more lick

I might hit the club tonight and cheat on my bitch

I might cop a 50 pack and bump it off quick

Imma flip the pack into a whole damn brick

I'm thinking bout a lot of shit I'm brainstorming

Prolly finna go and see my dentist in the mornin

She won't stop callin me your girl so annoying

She say that she only like me cuz I'm ridin foreign

I just might fall back stay up out the way

Y'all ain't hearing from me till I get my money straight

Goin up the road I be on the money lane

I ain't tryna crash I am not a dummy mane

Everybody eatin and they left me hungry mane

Took a nigga plate cuz I had a tummy ache

No more E&J now I'm drinkin bubbly

Why yo bitch poppin up where my momma stay

Why yo bitch callin off different numbers for

Early in the morning knockin on my momma door

I just might take the rental car to Baltimore

Comin back racked up Polo to the floor

I just might go and hit me one more lick

I might hit the club tonight and cheat on my bitch

I might cop a 50 pack and bump it off quick

Imma flip the pack into a whole damn brick

I just might go and hit me one more lick

I might hit the club tonight and cheat on my bitch

I might cop a 50 pack and bump it off quick

Imma flip the pack into a whole damn brick

I N U lyrics - Kodak Black

 Aye

Goin' up top catchin' plays like I'm Victor Cruz nigga

And I'm catchin' picks, I'm catchin' yours too nigga

You ain't Drew Brees nigga, that's a flu flicker

My nigga still be stealin' cars, he love that stuff nigga

He done brought me a brand new car, I told him "Nigga get me a rental"

Like how the hell I'ma tell him chill, that shit ain't cool nigga

'Cause I used to do it with him and I maneuver in 'em

Damn right we hit the scene together, I hit the news with him

But I hit news by myself before I hit the news with him

I ain't tellin' you how I'ma play it, I ain't tellin' you how I move nigga

Hell yeah that's what I do, but that ain't what I do nigga

I don't even feel like nigga tellin' ya kids to stay in school

'Cause I always did the opposite, nigga I ain't stay in school

Maybe if they told me not to go, I probably would've stayed in school

Codeine and orange soda, that's my formula, I want baby food

I don't eat baby food, I don't eat baby food

Put a "O" in front of the Range Rover, that's a orange coupe

That's a strange coupe, that's a orange Range Rover coupe

That's a o-range rover, that's a fruit

Y'all so cute, get her, she for you, she a swoop

On a boot, 1800 Tequila, I'm litty like Peter Boo

Peter Boo thought she for him, she for me, she for you

No, SG is not a crew, we a team, not a crew

This shit deeper to me than you, you can't even see no we and you

You creep just like them people too, that's why it ain't no me and you

I go peep the truth, see Pooh, he could shoot on the roof, he peekaboo

I say my vowels for the dollar bill, I "A-E-I-O-U"

First thing first is I-O-U, I'ma spray first if I owe you

My nigga in prison goin' crazy, keep on askin' me 'bout his lady

I ain't finna be out here watchin' her page, I ain't finna be out here stalkin' yo lady

And my brother 'bout to have a baby, 'bout to be a uncle and I'm a baby

Paranoid, I'm livin' dangerous, paranoid, I'm overthinkin'

Wrap the car up just to spray it, put it up then candy paint it

I'm a baby with a baby, I done killed so much-a babies

I done kidnapped, I done whipped so much-a babies

If the neighbors hear me, they gon' call the police

Child neglect, call the DCF on me

Child abuse, I'm in the kitchen droppin' a 14

All that night I was ridin' 'round the city to this slow beat

If the neighbors hear me, they gon' call the police

DCF called child neglect on me

Water whippin' in the kitchen, I'm droppin' a 14

Got that glizzy, ridin' 'round the city to this slow beat

I done lost my mind all night, when I grind I don't get no sleep

You goddamn right once they let me out, I'm in yo' hoe cheeks

I think these niggas lactose intolerant, they don't get no cheese

I Need A Beat lyrics - Kodak Black

 Breaking down this reefer right here

I need a beat though ya'll

I need a beat, I need a beat

Oh this the beat, who made the beat?

Gimme the beat, I'm on the beat

Feed it to me, I'm gonna eat it

She wanna see it, He wanna beat it

Bitch you ain't leaving, I gotta beat it

She wanna geek, she wanna boof

He wanna beef, I wanna shoot

I got the piece, I got the duece

I got the beat, I got the boot

Who wanna boot, cuz I got the boot

I got the juice, I got the lean

I'm on a bean, I was 14 going on a scheme

Armed car jacking and I got a sub poena

I need a beat, I need some reefa

Boy this a cutlass this ain't a regal

I ain't gunna beat ya I rather leave ya

If I got to be you then bitch I don't need you

I ain't the one, watch how you driving cause I got a gun

I got the drugs, I robbed the plug

She want some lunch, but I just wanna hunt

Nigga stop hating and go get some money

Nigga stop waiting and go get the money

Way that she looking I think that she hungry

I hit the drive thru and I bought her some nuggets

24/7 I'm repping and runnin

Boy that little money you touching ain't nothing

How you gon talk all that shit but you runnin?

How you out here but ain't getting no money?

You need to quit it, I gotta ticket

I got a bag, I got the swag

I got the cash, that ain't no cash

That ain't no cash, I got the loot

I got the boot, I got the juice

I got the juice, I got the juice

I need a beat, I need a boot

I got the juice, you want some juice?

I Need Love lyrics - Kodak Black

 I need love

I'm sliding in that cutlass just because

I pray to God my son won't be a thug

You know I'm on the grind

I don't even get to see him

You know my baby momma

She don't even let me see him

On the track I gotta run nigga

I'm sipping champagne I ain't gotta pop a pill

Wolve stripes in my body, I hit that nigga up

Wolve stripes got my rifle everythin' I did before

No peroxide, but I'm sitting in the cut

With my cousin Popeye at the top

It just suck

I'm jumping out the range

Remember riding on that bus

I shook my old bih because all she wanna do is fuss

I need gratitude, I'm on a different latitude

If you run up on me then I'm a bag a dude

Gratitude, and you know I'm straight dumpin' it

Got all the cheese

But I ain't talking 'bout government

I was hollering at the jitterbug

He said you wanna rap too

He said you wanna have plenty love

Matter fact he in the booth with me

I don't fuck with E-Murder

He almost died on that 250

But you know I still pray for him

I'll still load up and go spray for him

I don't wanna hit the chain gang but [?]

I'm 19, but I was a baby when I jumped off the porch

I quit basketball just to thug the fucking block

I was jacking cars going to juvenile in and out

You would think I do construction

I was out here selling rocks

I was in the rap game, but I was still on the block

I was sitting in a cell when Enale got shot

That's my cousin

Swear to God it would have been different if I was out

My nigga [?] died, it took a lot not to cry

I was in cell reminiscing about all the times

We was out her kicking door in

We was out here on the grind

You would pop a xanax, quick to pop a nigga up

Call a nigga polka dot we will run up in you spot

Like a nigga trying shoes, tie that paper into a knot

I rep 1800 block, ugly corner Sniper gang

I rep 1800 block, 1800 block, ugly corner

Sniper gang, I rep 1800 block

Jail House Blues lyrics - Kodak Black

 Hello this is a prepaid call from Lil Billz

(Dubba-AA)

Ohh, said y'all wanna know about some uhh

But I'm out here, uhh

Oh-oh-ohhh, that kind of jail shit, ohhh

That behind the wall shit, uhhh

Cool [?] slide you know, ohh

I call that [?] y'all already know that, ohh

Sniper gang, uhh

Bitch when I rap I ain't have to rhyme, ohhh

So I can tell y'all identifiers, uhhh

And why I got blood in my eye, ohhh

They see this light, and forgot that he's traumatized, uhh

When I was just tryna be there for my child, ohh

I call Lil [?] I say where [?], ohhh

And I didn't mention they got me doing time, uhhh

I guess I'm a sees you in the afterlife, ohhh

Thought you were the best but that shit there flying, ohhh

Life gave me lemons so I made lemon lime, ohhh

Girl you so pretty you make me fantasize, uhhhh

But I was just tryna peep your inner thighs, ohhh

She keep it tight as lil [?], ohhh

Me straight come through and bust that pussy wide, ohhh

Don't say you mine cause therefore you'll be lying, uhhh

If I don't own that shit, don't say you mine, ohhh

Take up my prayers even though I'm confined, ohhh

They call me 1K cause I'm one of a kind, ohhh

I'm Kodak Black, young and I'm in my prime, uhhh

Like a lil boat, I'm a bode my time, ohhh

I ain't had no guidance so I was committing crimes, uhhh

Ain't had no daddy and that's my reason why, ohhh

When it hit the fan these niggas'll drop you down, uhhh

These niggas'll sing, act like they in the choir, ohhh

Do you really love 'em? Do you speak all the time? Ohhh

They showing, they getting mad, blowed my mind, ohhh

The niggas I came up with be the ones despised, uhhh

I just wanna see all of my niggas shine, ohhh

Once you love me, I'm out here getting money, ohhh

Either the love when the nigga out here bubbling, ohhh

What about when shit ain't looking too good for him? Ohhh

Would you hold it down? Would you still be my wife? Ohhh

Uh-uh-uhhhh

Thank you for using GTL

Jewels (Whole Time) lyrics - Kodak Black

 [Intro:]

Ay it's Lil Kodak

Yeah a lot of niggas know that

Young nigga man

For all my young niggas man

I gotta drop twos on y'all, y'all gotta know that man

These niggas ain't really fucking with you out here dog

These bitches ain't really fucking with you out here dog

Shit crazy

[Hook:]

You think these bitches grabbing on you (but they ain't)

Lowkey they just be grabbing on your cash

You thinking they be laughing with you (but they ain't)

The whole time they be laughing at your ass

The whole time they was laughing at your boy

Damnit, what done happened to your boy?

The same one who ain't trapping with your boy

The same one put the rachet on your boy

[Verse:]

World so cold, go put a jacket on lil boy

You better be 'bout that action out here boy

I heard you just be flaggin' out here boy

They say that lil shit you be packin' just a toy

I pull up, hop out, Aston with two doors

Why you don't drive the Jaguar anymore?

You sittin' 'round, thinking they laughing with you boy

This whole time they be cracking on you

Getting cheese, nigga trapping with you boy

He the same one go to ratting on you

Damnit, what done happened to the man?

Oh I heard he got locked up back again

[Hook:]

You think these bitches grabbing on you (but they ain't)

Lowkey they just be grabbing on your cash

You thinking they be laughing with you (but they ain't)

The whole time they be laughing at your ass

The whole time they was laughing at your boy

Damnit, what done happened to your boy?

The same one who ain't trapping with your boy

The same one put the rachet on your boy

Just A Wrap (Freestyle) lyrics - Kodak Black

 See there's pussy niggas everywhere

Gutter niggas everywhere

You niggas buy that shit or whatever

Ya'll already know niggas about they issue

I was fucking with you strong, what's the issue?

What you wanted? A lil song or a picture?

You say somebody hit your phone like it's pressure

So we'll just fuck it dog, I thought that we was better

What you wanted? A lil shoutout, a lil publicity?

If you asked me I would've did it with no resistance

You made a dis song and now you in your feelings

Running around telling niggas, they wouldn't listen

Yea you niggas bout that life, but we more realer

Everytime you pull a play, we pull one bigger

Yea you niggas bout that too, but we some lunatics

Man you niggas should've thought before you do the shit

Tried to shoot a video on my corner but we shoot the shit

If you a bitch now tell the media that you a bitch

I don't tweet, I tell that nigga pull up bring some food

All my zombies in the projects will devour you

And it's easy to keep the tool but you don't know how to move

And you niggas ain't strategic, and you moving loose

My nigga caught him at the wrong time with the.22

[?] but it's a.22

I ain't specifically talkin bout you Heffer

You niggas ain't got no balls, ain't got no testicles

You niggas pussy, ain't got no balls ain't got no pelvis

Cause if you was a man you wouldn't be jealous

Ya'll done brought it to a whole other level

Niggas getting kidnapped and getting let go

Niggas only did that just to scare you

To tell the truth if I was there you would've been dead bro

And I feel like it's a blessing I'm on house arrest bro

Cause you niggas already know a nigga hit first

My cousin just got hit up and it fucked my head up

I was ready to rock and roll, come find my heavy metal

I ask my people "why you move my gun when I went to jail for?"

This house arrest might be a blessing, might be better

What the hell happened to that 187

On another note you niggas should've know better

Niggas know we ain't the niggas to be fucked with

But you niggas out here smoking on that fuck shit

Oh you know we them niggas from the project

Oh you know we them niggas we them zombies

And you know we them niggas boy we about it

And you niggas gookin' right now smokin mollies

If ya'll wasn't smoking mollies y'all would know the deal

How you gon [?] against the will

And I don't call deuces, I call.30s

And I can't believe Bushawn that nigga dirty

Yea you bout that shit you live it but you workin

I don't care what you did I tell a nigga you workin

I keep having visions about these niggas getting wet up

How the hell you can't tell me bout the set up?

And I don't cop no pleas unless I'm jammed up

The only way you talk to me is about some cheddar

I'm swimming in the pool with my beretta

I been learning moves dancing with the devil

Damn I heard you ain't wanna let the Draco spray

Why the hell you even got it anyway?

I don't even know why niggas [?]

You should've came with bloods you just wannabe

How you rhyme with a nigga who stripped you out your jeans?

Man I ain't forgivin a nigga who had you on your knees

Killing The Rats lyrics - Kodak Black

 She come out like this, so she say

My name Shamonni Galore, I be drippin' Dior, I be all in the set (Yeah)

He droppin' the racks (Oh), I'm tossin' it back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

She callin' me Yak, yeah, baby, do it like that, I like when its snatched (Yeah)

I'm smokin' the roach and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Smokin' the roach and I'm killin' the rats

When I'm back in the jets I be flippin' the pack (Yeah)

Smokin' the roach (Yeah), and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy)

Everything I got, I took it, and if I owed ya, bitch, I paid ya back (Ayy)

I'm facin' my left, I'm grippin' the strap (Ayy)

I ain't doin' meet and greet, when I see lil' buddy, I'm smashin' her

Rubies on my teeth, I done did the gold, I done did the platinum

My lil' nigga say he Z, ain't no surprise, boy, you your daddy's son

Soon as he play me, I'm done gettin' him whacked

Lil' one came through, big ol' fire look like flamethrower

He a burban' kid, hit the pipe, but he didn't fuck

We hit the white, niggas be pullin' trig', jump out, skater boy

Bustin' licks, fuckin' and grab the stick, go get way more

Panoramic tint, you ain't got no hint who the driver is

Every time it's a hit, there already guess 'em, yeah, the snipers did it

'Knowledge it, nigga, we ain't finna do much dissin', let's get right with it (Ayy)

Let's get right with it

My name Shamonni Galore, I be drippin' Dior, I be all in the set (Yeah)

He droppin' the racks (Oh), I'm tossin' it back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

She callin' me Yak, yeah, baby, do it like that, I like when its snatched (Yeah)

I'm smokin' the roach and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Smokin' the roach and I'm killin' the rats

When I'm back in the jets I be flippin' the pack (Yeah)

Smokin' the roach (Yeah), and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy)

Everything I got, I took it, and if I owed ya, bitch, I paid ya back (Ayy)

I'm facin' my left, I'm grippin' the strap (Ayy)

Every nigga solid in my clique, they ain't flimsy

Givin' back to the projects, fuckin' bitch, you want Givenchy

I know you saw me swangin' with that stick like a chimpanzee

Add another body on the blick before you throw it away

I know where you stay, finna blow up today, sippin' rose and jewels

I'm drippin' Amiri, I'm kissin' on Tiri, I'm fuckin' to Erika too (Yeah)

Speakin' on murderin', FaceTime audio, fuck nigga, gotta go get 'em whacked

We're showin' no sympathy, friend or an enemy

Run in my city, we're killin' them rats

My name Shamonni Galore, I be drippin' Dior, I be all in the set (Yeah)

He droppin' the racks (Oh), I'm tossin' it back (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

She callin' me Yak, yeah, baby, do it like that, I like when its snatched (Yeah)

I'm smokin' the roach and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Smokin' the roach and I'm killin' the rats

When I'm back in the jets I be flippin' the pack (Yeah)

Smokin' the roach (Yeah), and killin' the rats (Ayy, ayy)

Everything I got, I took it, and if I owed ya, bitch, I paid ya back (Ayy)

I'm facin' my left, I'm grippin' the strap (Ayy)

King Snipe lyrics - Gucci Mane & Kodak Black

 [Kodak Black:]

Shit, I love Guwop though, Zuwop, 'cause I'm a big Z

Ya heard me?

Know what I'm sayin'?

Shoutout to Gucci, I think that my dad, you know I was just jerkin'

(I just told Richie we rich)

Been sayin', "Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop"

I was like, "Bet," know they was lyin'

When them bullets had came my way, I say, "I bet Kodak ain't dyin'"

We put murders backwards after, we turned red rum to wine

I'm that nigga that smack all the smackers so I'm the biggest stepper, five-five

I'm a hot boy, my bitch the coldest, yeah, opposite attract

You got one time to raise your voice in here, then I'ma get the strap

I've been chasin' that boy like a fly runnin' house but eventually, I'll get him clapped

All I ever had was the trap, I ain't have me no dad, so I got off my dick, yeah, I jacked

I've been true to this from the jump (Uh-huh)

When I do it, consider it done (Mm-hmm)

Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one

On point like I'm a dot

I'll swap me a body for a swap

Put a bag right on his top

I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart

Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope

Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke

I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho

I'm a Z but I'm P for sure

I've been lowkey, she a swoop

Need Codeine with lil' boo

And I know she cheatin' too

But I ain't finna look for proof

[Gucci Mane:]

I triple crossed them 'cause I seen it was planted

Truck had me out, must didn't know how to count

Told her ring up, they didn't know the amount

Expensive new ferries, I couldn't even pronounce (It's Gucci)

No gun policy, stick in the party (Grah)

Hope nobody get side of they body

Got hisself hurt, he was full of that molly (Damn)

We ain't even wanna have to kill nobody (Woah, ooh)

Runnin' down Ocean like Fast and the Furious (Gucci)

Caught me red-handed, can't crack up the jury (Damn)

Your boss is a pussy, your artist was scared (Pussy)

Just a matter of time 'fore they take all your jewelry

These young niggas dead him, they killin' for sport

They're brazin', they'll take a swish to New York

So crazy, kill a pig, turn him to pork

I hope they don't try to get my lyrics in court (It's Gucci)

[Kodak Black:]

I've been true to this from the jump

When I do it, consider it done

Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one

On point like I'm a dot

I'll swap me a body for a swap

Put a bag right on his top

I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart

Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope

Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke

I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho

I'm a Z but I'm P for sure

I've been lowkey, she a swoop

Need Codeine with lil' boo

And I know she cheatin' too

But I ain't finna look for proof

Man, I got juice but I want the lean

I'm smokin' deuce, I pour green

And I got boot but not on my feet

What did I do?

Caresha, please, baby

Bought you a ring 'bout to be fun

I'll take you to case now if you like it

And I'm poppin' the Remy, pop me a rush

I brought this lil' beautiful bitch to the ugly

I'm King Snipe and I'm King Tut

Yeah, I came tight, you ain't gettin' nothin'

Miami nights, fuckin' in the club

Shakin' with the dice, they don't really bluff

I made a way, it's only us

Niggas hatin' on me, watch

All I did was run it up

I've been true to this from the jump (Uh-huh)

When I do it, consider it done (It done)

Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one (I'm one)

On point like I'm a dot

I'll swap me a body for a swap (Uh-huh)

Put a bag right on his top (Your head)

I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart (It's there)

Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope

Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke

I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho

I'm a Z but I'm P for sure (Uh-huh)

I've been lowkey, she a swoop (A swoop)

Need Codeine with lil' boo (She bad and bougie)

And I know she cheatin' too

But I ain't finna look for proof

KKK lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Koly P)

 [Kodak Black:]

Foreal dawg, I been waiting for this beat for a lil minute

Hell yah bih, Koly we got another one

Look, I'm tryna stay afloat

And keep my head above water, you could say a boat

See I don' lost a lot of shit, but I didn't lose hope

They tryna pull me in the system, wanna see roped

But now they tellin' me, "Jit you the next to blow"

I'm comin' up, I got the rap game in a choke

I don' trust a nigga, they'll try to play ya close

Can't be fuckin' with these bitches, cause they love to do the most

It's the white man world, no love for black folks

It's still a dirty world, ain't no point tryna vote

A different president, but it's the shit thought

Ferro should of took the plea, but he took it to the door

I'm tryna make it, but they hatin' on the kid

I got an ice box, where my heart used to live

A nigga cross, I'ma double cross him

A nigga like me, don't forget or forgive

I'm the type of nigga come run up in your crib

Nigga tellin' on you, now you want the nigga killed

Bill keep the steel, I just wanna live, got evicted, so I had buy my mama a crib

I remember when, we was strugglin', shit, I had to move in with my cousin them

I don' see my friends from yesterday, none of them

Now I think about, it used to be a couple of them

Shit I ain't gon' lie, I learned a lot of stuff from them

God damn, I should've listened to my mama them

See the other side and I don' say what's up to them

But he fuck with them and I don' really fuck with them

Sharper than a trim

Jumpin' out the gym

24 Karot Gold dip on my rim

Now I'm gettin' older, now life kickin' in

Told mama look, I'm finally growin' hair on my chin

Mama your lil boy, just became the fuckin' man

I just dropped the 14, it came back lookin' 10

I just popped a bean, now I'm going Super Saiyan

You'll sink like the sand in the game without a plan

[Koly P:]

See this the type of shit I live

And what these niggas rappin' we don' already lived

I heard through the grapevine that Kodak got a deal

See we been on our grind since Nova donk was teal

I'm tryna touch a mil

And buy my mama them a crib

We rappin' about this shit we really live

So nigga straight up, them country boys better play us

Mention Broward County, better say us

See we didn't have shit, but a God-fearing mother

You ever see them suds in the tub tryna bubble

Them hoes show us love, but they don' know about the struggle

My aunty died with AIDS and Lord knows that I love her

I remember going broke with no clothes and no cover

Not to mention they killed Wayne and Purp, them my brothers

I been on my grind serving dime to them cluckers

My phone kang wanging and my trap going bonkers

I'm 10 toes down, with a 9 I'll slump you

Call up my lil round from out of town, he'll pump you

Get rich or die trying, so my mindframe is fuck you

Your chain look like mine, I ain't lying, I'll touch you

Coach niggas crying on the line, call the huddle

And it's fuck a nigga, and my mindframe is fuck you

It's 24 boom, and Polo Pooh he comin' soon

You out of town niggas make room

Last Day In lyrics - Kodak Black

 Everybody be like goin' crazy with this autotune and shit

I don't need no tunes for the auto

All I'm missin' is you

I done made it out that fire like it's magic

If you ain't with me, I don't wanna see you happy

I'm just tryna spend my Easter in Miami

My baby told me stay out the way and stick to rappin', yeah

Now why you got the money for if you gon' waste it?

Lil' Kodak, ain't you tired of livin' crazy? Boy, you famous now

I'm just tryna spend my Easter in Miami

And I need it on my first day out, bitch, that's my last day in

I'm in all kind of shit, I'm chillin' at the Days Inn

I've been prospering, prayin' I don't get prosecuted

I can't believe that you can really leave me lonely

You don't even call to see if a nigga hungry (Yeah)

I done stood up in that water with all kind of divers

I done made it out that fire, like a firefighter

I'm in Cleveland quarantining with a baddie

We ain't poppin' out 'til they find a vaccine

I told my lawyer, boy, I love you like a daddy

And I'ma catch a charge before I let them take advantage of me

I done came home so much, I already know they tired of me

Ran up out of prison, I ain't say bye to nobody

I want sushi then some coochie, no more lunch trays, yeah

Had to stop showin' everybody where my momma stay, yeah

Trump just freed me, but my favorite president is on the money

All they hatin' precedence has become evident to me

Tryna quit takin' trips with the carbon

But I know you niggas won't miss the chance if you could harm me, yeah

This my first day out, bitch, I wanna have a massage

Ain't no rumor, I keep shooters in my entourage

Got the white bitch talkin' like a nigga home

I be runnin' with the Z's, like I'm Piccolo

Spend my Christmas in Miami, yeah, Caresha Brownlee

They ain't even wait 'til you went to prison, they left you in the county

I been savin' up the money on my Sundays

Know you only wish for you to see me sufferin'

Whatever I spend on you is less than what you makin' me

Who spent the biggest bag on you? Girl don't play with me

'Cause I don't want to have to show you that I love you, baby

If you ever cheat on me, guess what I'm gon' do, baby?

I don't know, I think it's over for this rap game shit

This my first day out the joint, so that my last day in

Yeah so, I was on the horn with my momma

You know, that's my Z queen

And she like, "Son, you got a beautiful voice"

I was blowing to her, sayin' this to her and shit

Say this my last day in, know what I'm sayin'

Yo ta tiye m tou, tonè kraze m pap pran prizon

Yeah so, creatin' a healthy and a happy lifestyle

I'm so proud of myself and how far I've come

Always kept it real, even when no one's lookin'

Lil Shoota Love lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Mr. Flipper)

 Low-key and arounda getting High

We low-key shawty living for them snipers

My lic just hi my line and said she want 30 delighters

Nah I ain't got no problem that's a sniper gang desiigner

My metroboom, dynamite

I'm hitting them bricks with a rocket, left right

Everything I bust down I'm tryna double twice

Come short on that money I'm on your head like lice

I'm turntin subs he catching them, dead rise

I can't let go of this money I feel like Barry White

I done propose to the doe will you bey wife

And now I'm married to the hoe got me throwing rice

Sorry baby you can't be my wife

I don't fuck in the dark I fuck in the light

Beating that pussy like turner, on my eye

Ohh you eating that dick good like smacking ice

I don't take my shoes

I don't fucking where my Nike's

We gonna have a shootout right after we fight

Stonners hit the store like

I've been up for four right

Niggas getting drill in the feel why you brought a knife

You a Instagram bully I don't side with

I ain't looking for that nigga but imma find him

My nigga say you sweet, Willy Wonka

Ain't no new nigga around here fuck Impastas

Computer love you caught a virus

Sniper gang plotting on don't play Impastas

I be where killers be

Where stealers be where robbers

Shawty said she loves I'm still a [?]

From the project

Low-key and arounda getting High

We low-key shawty living for them snipers

My lic just hi my line and said she want 30 delighters

Nah I ain't got no problem that's a sniper gang desiigner

My metroboom, dynamite

I'm hitting them bricks with a rocket, left right

Everything I bust down I'm tryna double twice

Come short on that money I'm on your head like lice

I'm turntin subs he catching them, dead rise

I can't let go of this money I feel like Barry White

I done propose to the doe will you bey wife

And now I'm married to the hoe got me throwing rice

Mama lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Jadakiss & TXS)

 [Kodak Black:]

This for ma dukes right here

This for the OG

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

[TXS:]

You're the definition of a queen to me

Mama when I see you I see royalty

When I'm broken, you know how to fix it

You know how to check me with the quickness

Anytime I made you mad and pissed you off

Talking back to you when I thought I was wrong

You showed me how to shake off the drama

I'm the woman that I am cause of my mama

Everything good in you is good thing inside of me

I'm just hoping one day I can finally

Say I grew up to make mama proud of me

[Kodak Black:]

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

[Jadakiss:]

Mama you my number one

Never be another one

Ride or die by my side

Even when the trouble come

Cry till the whipping stops

Calamine lotion for the chicken pox

You would even hide the gun for me after lickin' shots

Send a prayer for me everyday, when I hit the block

Used to make me sweep the hallway, then I get the mop

Punishment when I fail, new sneaks when I pass

Only child so I had two feet in my ass

Now I give you the world, yea I'm talkin' long bread

All I want is peas and rice, collard greens, corn bread

Still lookin' good, dead broke mucho dinero

I appreciate it all you will always be my hero

[Kodak Black:]

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

I wrote this song tonight for you

Nobody know me like you do

And I don't know how much I need to repay you

You never wash you hands with me and I thank you

Mama you my [?]

You the closest thing to Jesus

Know I put you through so much I hate it

Mama you my hero super lady

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

Mama you my hero

You know when I'm feeling low

You know how to make me feel better

I know that you got me forever

[TXS:]

You got me forever lady

And I'm gonna always be your baby

You gone always be my mama

Baby girl in the world