mixtape: Project Baby (2013)

 

• Project Baby
• 4th Quarter
• Catch Flight
• Get It Up
• Dead Time
• Ain't No Fakin' It
• Str8 Bars Freestyle
• Switchin' Gears
• Skit
• Sign
• Mystery
• Hatin' On Me
• Molly
• Project Baby 2
• Shoulda Woulda
• Won't Go Back
• Never Imagine

Project Baby lyrics - Kodak Black

 Project baby.... y'all recording?..cameras up? okay!

Look...Jit gone hit a lick quick and he can rap

He play ball shoot dem dice they like dat

How I... tote dat scrap flippin nates they like that!

Got outchea and since then, they been fucked up bout lil black

Keep my pockets fat, I love em like dat

Get down see low game cross town and double back

Aye lil kodak I'm from the corna! I'm from the noya!

Fam tought me how to hold that pistol straight and put it on ya

Project ho for a sight they put it on ya, train em for some crip, suck ya up for some zona

Ralp Lauren Polo Down Penny Loafers

Love robbing niggas I got tired of the poker

Blowed basketball ...and you!

You got me fucked up I blow this rap shit too

I done got back in school they say its the right move

I do me and keep it cool

Since a toddler I was brought up with that bottom boy knowledge.. turned a penny to a dollar

Wally taught me how to water whip, sticky palm olive was a jit like

Look at all dem bubbles at da bottom

Project Rugrat, I'm where they slung at

Copped the ounce dime bag by my nutsack

8th grade goonin, 9th grade foolin, 10th grade coolin might come out with a movie

Middle school... fool with that ball

High school... can't tell me nothing at all

14 what I was shooting was not balls, bout to be 16 they gone know bout ya boy!

He a jit! but he ain't gone run up on ya like no jit cause he dead broke and he looking for a fix

He a fool with it but youngin he cool with it go to school with it

He gone bring that tool in it

Cash for gold junky, ain't fucking round with no monkeys

Ain't fucking round with no beans, ain't fucking round with no dummies

Them cougars on me, oh them grown hoes wanna throw that coochie on me, just bring them social cards to em

...they look up to lil kodak

I tell em haaaaa takecover I'm bout to blow and they know dat!

Get ratchet with it ooo I love going on them missions

Bring that ratchet with me and they be like kodak you tripping

Cause I popped a molly and I be happy on them missions

I get real retarded, slap a nigga with that pistol

My nigga fam put that beast in me and I miss em

Jaw locked mouth all twisted on them mission

Juvenile detention center, SAME LIL NIGGA

From a loser to a winner I'm that, SAME LIL NIGGA

In a stolo! riding round dolo! do all my shit solo! car smelling like dodo!

PROJECT BABY!

4th Quarter lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. The Kolyons)

 [Kodak Black:]

Kodak, Kodak Black

Don't act like you don't know

Me and momo riding in the Chevy

Say my neck about to break my chain too heavy

Rebirth of Lou Scott Makavelli (ooo purp)

Born stacking bread like the deli (I've been rich)

So you can take it where you want

I'm kamikaze wanna try me? Suggest you don't

Oh, I told you boy, I'm riding the donk

Oh, I got shooters posted by my door

I'm from the Noy, yeah I stay Polo to the floor

Oh, my money long, I cut my homies short

From Golden Acres, what it is, it really ain't

I'm lyrical and what I be saying gon' make you think

I'm all in, I be solo, don't need no friends

I fuck with Lil Soto, that's my cuh-in-law, he get it in

Lil Jackboy, he just wrote me, that nigga he like my kin

I be up all night on M's, I don't fuck around with no Xans

Super charged, I'ma hit the game like a ram

You niggas lame with a lil fame on Instagram

I do my thing, I'm about to make you niggas flame

Ain't holding back no more, I'm finna make you feel my rage

Nigga please? Nigga what? Nigga who?

You running your mouth, your lips bigger than your shoe

Me and my pocket monster, us two, that's my crew

E-Pimp, that's my blood, that's my thug, he bring it through

Oh, I'm about to make you niggas feel it

Murder charge, fresh to death, I'ma make a killing

Oh, I can turn your state into a city

I'm a CEO, I can turn a Drake into a Diddy

Oh, bout to hit you niggas where it hurt

Why you go so hard? Why they put Wayne head all on my shirt?

I'm riding on 26 plus 4's, free Lil Turk

He just caught 30, that shit'll make me go berserk

Punchline, I hit the beat with a jab

The difference between me and you, I pull up in a Jag

Fingers inching like a rash, fiending for that cash

They say "Kodak living good but all his bitches bad"

I ball so hard, my homie fouled 'em, my cast on

I rob so much, I'm in the booth with my mask on

Oh, I'm riding in the coupe, I'm the truth

That money running, I'm outchea chasing it, how about you?

You should get on a track and chase it too

I can turn a lake into a pool

My diamonds shining, why your ice look like it's blue?

While you out here lame vibing, you should be out here grinding too

They say time is money, I'm showing what timing do

Say grind turn into shine, I'm showing what grinding do

Lil Kodak Black, I'm the truth

Project baby, I'm the truth

[One Grand:]

You ever get the feeling that time is now to make a killing?

But you the only one that's standing round here with a vision

Everybody knows somebody, knows somebody, knows somebody different

That's what I'm tryna tell my people but my people don't wanna listen

We was brought up in a city where niggas, they hate on niggas

Bitches, they hate on bitches, and all of us is on assisted

Ain't watching my neighbor's paper cause that ain't none of my business

Niggas can't get it in cause they worrying bout how I'm living

Me, I'm my competition

Me, hit me on a mission

Me, I gotta get me, so I'ma make me be consistent

Fuck it, I'm all in, ain't doubting God's plans

Not on tour but I know they get easy in the end

23, I'm the man, I'm the fucking bird nigga

I done seen more chickens than Kentucky Fried Chicken

Ain't falsifying facts, ask a nigga in my city who the first one to get 'em, to get down with them triggers

I am only one man but a different kind of nigga

Left the game without a stain like a fucking place kicker

Anything, any lane, any time I'ma get it

Put my all in it, when it's empty fall in it, fill it

Go hard from the start, from the start to the finish

Done it all, college ball, worked a job, ran a business

Broke the law, broke a heart, broke my foot up in some niggas

Stab me up and shoot me down, but you can't knock me off my pivot

[Koly P:]

I'm a reaper, don't be hollering bout your people

I got a stick, it's a fuck nigga beater

Fucked the bitch cause I don't really need her

I'm on point like I'm blowing on keisha

I get cheese like I'm going on pizza

White girl, Ricki Lake, Mona Lisa

Nigga go and get your people then

Ain't nothing, ain't tripping, we can spend a band

Yeah, niggas getting crossed every day

I was taught every dog got his day

When them bullets go to spark and the dog gotta lay

Better hope to God he don't jump with the K

Mr. [?] by the park they'll break

When you getting money, fuck niggas gon' hate

Only real can relate

Four years in the state

And I seen niggas break

Better watch your mouth nigga, jumping on your case

Niggas in disguise, they deciding off of hate

Chain gang now dying bout the case

Know some niggas lying locked behind gates

Surrounded by them snakes

They be all up in your face and

Tryna talk the fire and crack on statements

Don't pen the affidavit

Man I shouldn't have to say this

[One Grand:]

4th quarter and we down by two

You gon' pass or shoot?

It's 4th quarter and we down by two

Is you gon' pass or shoot?

It's 4th quarter, 4th quarter and we down by two

Is you gon' pass or shoot?

It's 4th quarter, 4th quarter and we down by two

Is you gon' pass or shoot?

Gatorade on the coach

Catch Flight lyrics - Kodak Black

 [Hook:]

Ion catch feelings bitch I catch flight

I use to sell rocks now I'm rocking mic's

Imma show you what a boss look like

Run up on me imma hit em on sight

I was was living wrong, got my money right

I hustled all day, hustled all night

Told me life is a gamble but I was shooting dice

And ion catch feelings bitch I catch flight

They say my flow mean, dresscode nice

I'll pull up in a jag, used to steal bikes

Black nigga, not a racist, I was selling white

I had to stay down, now, my car sitting high

I was bussin' licks, putting hits, totin' heat

Jumped in head first, I was in deep

Pockets full of rocks, not a kid

Rocked the beat, shook the streets

I can't let them crackers down me

Ad put me on my feet, said my time here

Audemar wrap my wrist, yeah my time clear

And I don't see you hating niggas, I be going blind

I'm on my first class shit, I be so fly

[Hook]

I'm picking up checks, I don't fall in love

I don't catch feelings, I just catch a nut

I was dead broke nigga, now I live it up

Took off in a private jet and landed on the plug

Keep designer on my body, I'm an [?]

I'm a sniper

Run up on me, don't you think about it

I just poured up a four, sipping dirty fanta

I was catching the city bus now I'm in a phantom

I was popping down rocks, giving licks to santa

Project baby

Shitting on a nigga, where my pamper?

Cake like my birthday

Blow it like a candle

Got this shit under control, about to flip the channel

[Hook]

Get It Up lyrics - Kodak Black

 [Hook:]

All my niggas switching up

Because they seen lil nigga

I'm a star, different cars

I be switching up

Pulled up to spot, dropped my top

Started raining, pull my ceiling up

And nigga I can have all the fucks in the world, I won't give you one

Money standing tall nigga

If your money low better get it up

Man, I'm feeling like I'm Diddy

Kodak photogenic

Paparazzi panoramic

I just woke up in a Bentley, Benny pop a wheelie

Christian Loub Bontley Benny's Rollin tailor fitted

Time is money so don't call me, I ran out of minutes

40 to your face, 20/20 vision

Man this here is Prada limit

Yeah my twitter trending

Did I mention I got activist all in my kidneys?

Boy you better get this money

You'll see why I love it

She be giving good brain but that bitch a dummy

I be hopping liking a bunny

Yeah my girlfriend love me

Boy you broke, as a joke man that shit ain't funny

[Hook]

I'm fly like Peter Pan

I'm on lean and xan, I'm on Neverland

It's Kodak run and tell a friend!

My plug a Mexican, look at Kodak

Kodak coming with that mess again

Nigga Imma switch it up, windows tinted up

Money out the ass, no if and but

Shooters posted on my porch, I pour a 4

Amusement park how my chain swing back and forth

She tell me she want some more, then bitch get back in line

I'm a sniper, pussy boy you better recognize

Just that nigga, lil ol' nigga with that big ol' 9

Man your pockets touch, you paralyzed

[Hook]

Dead Time lyrics - Kodak Black

 I'm running now, I'm on dead time I might kill the clock

I'm wondering why my niggas ain't my niggas now

Cause I'm rocking beats and I shift the streets and put the pistol down

I cropped me out lil Kodak see the big picture now

I ain't jackin now I'm rappin now

I'm bout business now

I love yall on the rap way to the different route

You ditching now, you tripping out, you dissin now

You switchin out

I get it now

Oh dat body is in the air

I feel it now

You speak in bad, you really mad

My ticks tocks

Boy you different niow heard you bang a whole nother clique now

I got my deposition, you said I did it you snitchin now

Wen u see a G don't speak to me put ya head down

You tellin now you bail in out

No bail bond

I moved on, ion do the shit that I used to do

I'm rappin now fuck nigga don't make me do you

Why my niggas ain't my niggas like they used to be?

And I got niggas show in moe love now, who're new to me

Don't call me now I'm ballin now you out da game

I see it clear, I cropped us out u out da frame

I'm running now, I'm on dead time I might kill the clock

I'm wondering why my niggas ain't my niggas now

Cause I'm rocking beats and I shift the streets and put the pistol down

I cropped me out lil Kodak see the big picture now

I ain't jackin now I'm rappin now

I'm bout business now

I love yall on the rap way to the different route

You ditching now, you tripping out, you dissin now

You switchin out

I get it now

I can't believe you tattle told on me, the rules, the combination, you hacked da code on me

Like icee. FREEZE you went cold on me

You sold your soul, paper sheets

Bruh you fold on me

I was blind but now I see

I feel bad nigga let me be

I'ma g, you ain't cut like dat

I bleed these streets

But now Ima rock these beats

I ain't runnin in no stores nigga I promise, I got my deposition, you told Bruh I saw it

And nah you ain't my nigga no more get from round me

And don't say shit to me no more nigga be quiet

And I can't believe my niggas actin like my hoes now

They on my instagram they steady watchin my profile

I'm running now, I'm on dead time I might kill the clock

I'm wondering why my niggas ain't my niggas now

Cause I'm rocking beats and I shift the streets and put the pistol down

I cropped me out lil Kodak see the big picture now

I ain't jackin now I'm rappin now

I'm bout business now

I love yall on the rap way to the different route

You ditching now, you tripping out, you dissin now

You switchin out

I get it now

Ain't No Fakin' It lyrics - Kodak Black

 Boy I'm from the block it ain't no fakin' it

I will have my Haitians eat your face and shit

Coming out my hood it ain't no making it

If I catch you slipping then I'm taking it

[x2]

Golden Acres shit, cuffed down to my anklet

Little boy don't play with me, I merk you and your neighbors

And I ain't on that label shit, so keep your papers bitch

Project Baby fuck that Sager and PlayStation shit

Me and my nigga running crazy home invasion shit

Paper chasing jit snapping snatching chains and shit

Stupid boy my mama Haitian don't you play like that

I'm a sniper I'm a sniper I'm a Baker Act

Coming out my hood, you ain't got no chance

Shoot you where you stand that's your right hand man

Ain't no fakin' it, I make you lose your sleep

You will see the streets vouch for me

Because I bleed the streets

I grew up in the streets so fuck the industry

Sticky weed and it came from Italy

I finesse the set you should never slack

Trying to run up on me, well don't you think like that

Boy I'm from the block it ain't no fakin' it

I will have my Haitians eat your face and shit

Coming out my hood it ain't no making it

If I catch you slipping then I'm taking it

[x2]

Ain't no making it, more cake than a bakery

Once you start that beef nigga ain't no shaking it

Hood rat, say cheese

Kodak take a pic

Don't you catch a strap attack cause man that dangerous

[?] I made this shit

I made a molly slushy bitch come take a sip

What set you claim? boy what game you playing?

You not from my hood, cause we don't talk the same

You don't play with pistols, you don't got no gang

Where your money came, shoot you like you lame

You can't get them bitches kick you out the frame

Project baby man I don't fuck around with no lame

I took your shit I'm gone plumb it up

Give that sack right to me watch me run it up

I'm a sniper nigga cause its my favorite sport

I can't go to school cause it's too many dorks

Boy I'm from the block it ain't no fakin' it

I will have my Haitians eat your face and shit

Coming out my hood it ain't no making it

If I catch you slipping then I'm taking it

[x2]

Str8 Bars Freestyle lyrics - Kodak Black

 Aw man I forgot where my head went

God damn lost the top of my coupe again

Got a playground on my neck

Nigga my chain swing

Got three models they all wearin' the same thing

Pull up, throw my keys to you nigga valet park

You can't even crank my shit up that's push to start

She say "Kodak you get on my damn nerves"

And I say "Bitch you got on my dick first!"

My pinky ring bout bigger than my head is

And all yall lookin down at my feet when I said this

My top flew off my zoos same color as my whip

These diamonds on my wrist same color as my bitch

She yellow bone she like L O L

You hear that smell it's so loud like turn it down

She like L O L you hear that smell its so loud you get it now?

You get it

It's so loud, you hear that smell?

Like the weed loud

You hear it, it's loud

Turn it down

I can do this shit because you niggas jokes

I can crack jokes on you niggas while I'm in the booth

Because I'm laughing at you niggas

You niggas characters, man

It's Kodak Black, Project Baby

Never know how I'm coming

They just know I'm coming

They just know when I pull up

They just know I'm stunting

Kodak, and you know that

Ain't fuck with me before rap

I been had swag before rap

I run the game and you know that

Never know until I appear

VVS Diamonds so clear

I can end you niggas career

True Religion jeans on my rear

She say, "Kodak you get on my damn nerves"

I'm so fly, I be shitting on Mockingbirds

Bang, I'm reloaded

My wrists frozen

The kid golde

The streets chose him

I'm back at it

It's Lil Black at it

Hopped in the booth with these cameras on me

Like a jack rabbit

I count up, no mathematics

I'm so fly, no aerobatic

I'm so high and you know I'm that guy

Money longer than Pinocchio's nose

Nigga I won't lie

My money longer than Pinocchio's nose

I won't lie

Every time Pinocchio lies his nose grows

But I won't lie

I swear to God I crack myself up dog

Imma do this shit every time

Imma keep you niggas there all the time

I be tryna let them breathe a little bit

Not finna suffocate

I got it

And I been knew I got it

I run the game you niggas lame

Wanna battle me? I doubt it

Look Kodak, Koly

I rock foreign

You niggas boring

C4 bomb [?] I blow it

I'm flowing

Fuck these hoes, I don't need them for the moment

Just fucked the booth that bitch be wet

She be super soaking

She say, "Kodak you just think you everything."

Make it rain in the club, see the storm looking out your window pane

B-ball

I'm classic, no Reebok

Your girl sat on this dick and she called [?]

I meant that

Why should I joke?

Take notes to these lyrics I wrote

Somebody call a mechanic, man these niggas broke

Woah, a nigga swag stupid like Moe

Get dumb on the beat like Larry, Curley [?]

Freeze, my neck so cold

I got it

And I been knew I had it

I'm getting bread now these niggas wanna jam

Lil Kodak wanna make a sandwich

I'm getting bread so they wanna jam me

They wanna make a sandwich

A PB&J sandwich, I swear to God

It's Kodak Black

Project Baby, ghetto child

The golden one

They say I'm the chosen one

You niggas might as well give up man

If you sleeping on me, wake up

Switchin' Gears lyrics - Kodak Black

 Jumped in my coupe and I can't even steer

(I hit the gas)

Got Ferragamo hanging off my rear

(Hanging off my ass)

You know my dope so loud you can't even hear

(You can't even hear)

Extended clip hanging round off my hip

(You get hit)

It's lil Kodak and you know that I am here

(You know that I'm that kid)

I'm on these pills and I cannot sit still

(Man I can't sit)

I'm splurgin' switchin' gears

(You know I'm burning now)

Can't love no hoe, no I'm not Jack and Jill

(No I can't love a thot)

I'm flipping pages, stacking paper like the chef

Fuck you niggas, I been thugging by myself

.40 cal hanging off my Fendi belt

And when I grow up I just wanna be a chef

I got my money right now all these bitches left

My money dirty, hit the club and make a mess

And how I'm running with the tech they call a ref

Man I threw my dog a bone, I told him fetch

My dope is loud

I can't hear you, what you say? (Boy speak up)

Paper chase, take a break I wanna race

Andale, dope all up in my momma place

I'm in the trap like Spider-man to save the day

Jumped in my coupe and I can't even steer

(I hit the gas)

Got Ferragamo hanging off my rear

(Hanging off my ass)

You know my dope so loud you can't even hear

(You can't even hear)

Extended clip hanging round off my hip

(You get hit)

It's lil Kodak and you know that I am here

(You know that I'm that kid)

I'm on these pills and I cannot sit still

(Man I can't sit)

I'm splurging switching gears

(You know I'm burning now)

Can't love no hoe, no I'm not Jack and Jill

(No I can't love a thot)

Project baby

Goodness gracious, Uncle Sam (That's so funny)

Bought me some Gucci Penny loafers

I don't even wear them (With some money

Bought me an Audi, got no license

I still drive it (I be speedin')

Peek-a-boo, I lost my roof

Help me find it! (Because I need it)

Ferragoma, I rock Prada

I wear Robin (Rock designer)

I'm on lean, I don't sleep

I'm on molly (I'm a sniper)

Why you flexing? Boy you stressing

Nigga stop it (You need to quit)

This so foreign, I can't work it

Help me park it (I don't get it)

Pour a four out the seal

Moving slow (Just like the Matrix)

Remember we can't pay the bills

We was broke (Now we can pay them)

Now I'm that guy, I'm so high

You so low (Boy you low)

I be swimming in that money

Boy you broke (Catch my blow)

Jumped in my coupe and I can't even steer

(I hit the gas)

Got Ferragamo hanging off my rear

(Hanging off my ass)

You know my dope so loud you can't even hear

(You can't even hear)

Extended clip hanging round off my hip

(You get hit)

It's lil Kodak and you know that I am here

(You know that I'm that kid)

I'm on these pills and I cannot sit still

(Man I can't sit)

I'm splurging switching gears

(You know I'm burning now)

Can't love no hoe, no I'm not Jack and Jill

(No I can't love a thot)

Skit lyrics - Kodak Black

 Yo when I walked through

I saw my mans shorty out there pumping

Shorty was like 12 going on 20

A real loser type nigga, you know

No hope for the future at all

To him it just wasn’t realistic that he was ever gonna make it out the projects

And he was right

Sign lyrics - Kodak Black

 I ask the lord to send me a sign, I thought that I was blind cause I ain't never seen the sign.

but the sign showed after time when I finally realized it was too late to rewind

Guess I was just waiting on that sign, so I got up and went out on my grind.

Cause I use to cry cause ain't no food in the house

Seeing all the older niggas man they use to shine, use to have the pretty girls and I just hoped that they was mine

Hypnotized, I was just nine. Black boy robbed a nigga right in front of my eyes

Rap & kill time the years flowed by til I got old enough to run up on ya with that nine

The light man we became friends, I see em so much he cutting off the light again?!

I know his name co-workers and his kid, he ain't coming in the work truck he coming in his van

The more my stomach growled, the more I wanna lay a nigga down...take yo shit and make em cry

Mama got robbed in July I watched her cry, so I don't care bout yours cause they ain't care bout mine

But look at me now, they told me settle down, PBL charges got me waiting on trial

Oh so ya know now? They sign read "you never know til' you find out"

The things I found out... but they don't understand what goes on in my house

Ain't no love if ya broke! Cause if ya broke they treat you like a bad joke, they don't even wanna laugh with you

When you shittin' on em you can make em do anything, they'll even wipe ya ass for ya

In this world... full of fame and pretty girls, It can make ya mind swirl

But you just gotta thank, the devil he gone play get in yo brain, have ya runnin' in them banks

But now I just want the world to scream my name, don't even club I'm the reason why they came

Taking people shit I'm the reason for they pain

...I'm all the way insane

Poking houses going crazy bout them chains

Them Cuban links and them rings

Its deep the sign I couldn't see, look at me now I'm getting weak look at me now I can't sleep

Look at ya boy I can't eat...Ion thank ain't never thank all for some money I just might blow it all in a week

But its Kodak you niggas know dat! I'm bout whatever and ill hit a nigga like a road-rat

But fuck dat! Right na I'm chilling, slow money cause fast money will get me sentenced

I was in it they say I'm a menace, say I'm sleeping and when I wake up ill be in prison

I'm chilling, this how I'm feeling...give me a deal give me mill, so I'm finished

Forget it I'm still with it... to mask up and hit yo granny for a penny

They say I'm stupid, they say I'm foolish

...I know what I'm doing

Fuck school everybody on the campus, I did it so I'm ready for all of the consequences

Hard to trust a nigga do I know? They hate lil koly'on so paranoid might have to blow you!

Fuck a friend family too ION KNOW YOU!

Bastard child hey daddy ION KNOW YOU!

Gone change gone change, gone rain gone rain, feel pain feel pain, just gotta maintain maintain [x2]

Mystery lyrics - Kodak Black

 My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol is

(My hip)

I gotta get it, bitches don't mean shit to me

(Fuck that bitch)

I failed history, now I'm making history

(Fuck that class)

Lil nigga got that bang, I feel like Hilary

(Wave the gat)

I don't think they hearing me

I jumped up in my coupe

I'm on a mystery

Wait, I don't think they feeling me

This the life of Kodak

It's a mystery

My life a mystery, I'm a scavenger

I ride all up on the beat, don't need no passenger

My girl from Africa [?]

I'm rolling Cali bud

I'm smoking [?]

You niggas characters, I'm talking Dr. Seuss

I wear binoculars when I jump in my coupe

My belt cost more than you

I got more bells than school

No, I can't love you boo because that's not what I do!

Finessing like a fool, I keep a strap or two

Got nothing for you silly tricks but some rabbit food

These streets is serious

Yeah, I'm mysterious

My swag ridiculous Kodak, get it up

My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol is

(My hip)

I gotta get it, bitches don't mean shit to me

(Fuck that bitch)

I failed history, now I'm making history

(Fuck that class)

Lil nigga got that bang, I feel like Hilary

(Wave the gat)

I don't think they hearing me

I jumped up in my coupe

I'm on a mystery

Wait, I don't think they feeling me

This the life of Kodak

It's a mystery

My nigga Georgie acting monkey, call him curious

I jumped in my whip just like Fast and Furious

I'm on the cannabis, I'm pouring activist

I'm finessing taking trips I live adventurous

Boy who you think you is

You think you is that nigga

Goddamn lil buddy broke

I should've just [?] that nigga

I'm swimming in that money

Nigga cry a river

Who told her she a dime?

She a fucking nickle

I killed the beat, ooh she gon' kill me back

I left them flow ass niggas

Got my money right

My swagger mean

But I ain't nothing nice

I'll headcrack a nigga like [?]

My Fendi belt is buckled where my pistol is

(My hip)

I gotta get it, bitches don't mean shit to me

(Fuck that bitch)

I failed history, now I'm making history

(Fuck that class)

Lil nigga got that bang, I feel like Hilary

(Wave the gat)

I don't think they hearing me

I jumped up in my coupe

I'm on a mystery

Wait, I don't think they feeling me

This the life of Kodak

It's a mystery

Hatin' On Me lyrics - Kodak Black

 Lord, I be on the molly

I be rollin' hard

Man I'm up all night I can't sleep

I be on that dope

All I smoke is loud

Got me looking like I can't see

I be on that lean

On them xanny bars

Got a youngin' feelin' lazy

They know I'm a star

Steady switching cars

I know why these niggas hate me

I'm a dog, here to beat the rabies

I talk before I walk, Yeah project baby

Tote up them 80's, it ain't got no safety

Put down my statement, cause I was stripping naked

Goddamn the beat just stopped I guess the beat is Satan too

And no I'm not no dancer, but a youngin' making moves

If they say money talk, I got so much to say to you

Your soldiers marching up on me, no it's April fools

I ain't coughing but I'm sipping cough syrup

And yeah my car is candy painted, nigga starburst

I'm blowing louder, so keep it down as earth

This molly got me dazey, I ain't talking flowers

Lord, I be on the molly

I be rollin' hard

Man I'm up all night I can't sleep

I be on that dope

All I smoke is loud

Got me looking like I can't see

I be on that lean

On them xanny bars

Got a youngin' feelin' lazy

They know I'm a star

Steady switching cars

I know why these niggas hate me

I'm superfragiespadileKodak

I'm wonderin' if they watchin me, on my rollex

[?]

Run up on me, with your legs

I pass that dope like a test

Five shots go tween your ol' head

God I'm stupid rich

Got a stupid whip

I'm a lunatic

Foolishness

Please get out my face, you a bougie bitch

I'm the shit

Kodak, I just jumped up out the sewer bih

True to this

Rockin' shoes and shit, Fuck that jewelry

I'm moving slow

I just poured a four, I'm bout to overdose

Stupid flow

Nigga don't know you know, I'm not no average joe

Strike the pole

I will strike your hoe, like a lightning bolt

Panty loafs, on me

Now she lick me like an envelope

Lord, I be on the molly

I be rollin' hard

Man I'm up all night I can't sleep

I be on that dope

All I smoke is loud

Got me looking like I can't see

I be on that lean

On them xanny bars

Got a youngin' feelin' lazy

They know I'm a star

Steady switching cars

I know why these niggas hate me

Molly lyrics - Kodak Black

 Where's molly? looking for her, I need to find molly

I said I'm looking for her turn on the lights..Golden one they say I'm the chosen

[Hook:]

They say they like it when I roll up, cause I be pulling up in foreigns man

I don't smoke but I might roll one

Big 380 yeah I tote one, might blow one

They like just what I do, they like the way I move

She said lil Kodak I ain't never seen nobody so smooth and they ain't never done it like you... yeah

I love it when this roley on my wrist, so much diamonds I can't tell what time it is..I'm so cool!

I said I hate being sober man! what you on? I'm on two.. how bout you?

Don't say you shoulda did you coulda did! (chosen one)

don't say you shoulda did you coulda did cause truth is you wouldna did nothing

I was on that E&J Brandy, now I'm sipping on Bubbly

I go hard for my team, I put molly in my lean so now I sing!

I put my heart in these beats I talk to God I'm on my knees, watch me while I run these streets protect me

My homies snitched on me cause I'm seeing bout 23 and I ain't 23, now I see em with my enemy

Turn on the lights cause I'm looking for Molly...Molly, Golden one they say I'm the chosen one

They thought it was over oh naw it ain't over, I'ma park that rover that two door rover

I'ma ride that muhfucka like a stoley back to da noya! I'm gone call up my lil soulja

I'ma park that bitch in front of the ugly corner

I'ma wrap that cuban link around my neck, in the fast line say slow down for you wreck

I'm gone bend the corners and I'm gone make a mess, I'ma bend the corner and I'm gone make them stress

Say I'm riding in a spear, I'ma hit that dice then throw them licks and I'm gone disappear

Put the rocks all on my ears, watch them cry them tears when I switch them gears

Kodak I'm here, this molly at my door, yeah I love her but I still don't love no ho

Oooh I seen that bitch before say that girl on fire so I stop drop and roll

I... don't like to watch her go so I chase her with them blacks and then I flow

Ooooh my high just almost blowed.. eenie miny Moe I just caught her by her toe

My trues low my shirt off my chain on.. I don't save these hoes nigga I ain't got no cape on

She said oooh lil Kodak you my man, I'm just a kid so how can I be yo man

I think I found Molly, so turn off the lights

cause I found her, the golden one they say I'm the chosen one

Project Baby 2 lyrics - Kodak Black

 Sniper

Kodak, and you know that

Golden one, she say I'm the chosen one

1800

Project baby

Punchline

Hit the beat with a hook

Fuck around bought the weed

Then I hit em with a left

I was wearing [?]

Now I'm on the scene I got VVS on my neck

Watch me flex

Jailbird now I'm free

Spread my wings, now a younging flying in a jet

Running up on me that's like saying that you do not want your head

Oh shit, I am loaded

In my foreign on a pit, yeah I'm rollin'

I'm a sniper

Strike you, call it bowling

40 toting catch an opp, where you going?

Going nowhere like the air, Imma blow him

Imma wet em up, soak him

Imma float him

I'm with Koly

Oh shit, rocking Dolce wrist frozen

Going dumb, I make no sense

Project baby

I got baby bottles full of lean

Project baby

Molly's got me pissing in my dream

Project baby

When they hear lil Kodak name nigga brought the camera

Project baby

I'm shitting on em

Shitting on a nigga, where my pamper?

Hammer time

Bought Bill on the block with the [?]

Tryna build my money up and get a brick

Same night me and DJ [?] took them thangs and hit another lick

Got a foreign whip

I hit your city, kill the show tourist

Glock 23, jump like Jordan

Getting cake, you can't get no portion

Feed up, she's a eater

I'm a goner, so bruh you can keep her

40 pipe real scary sight

Jeepers creepers

Black nigga in a white whip call it zebra

Imma switch it up

Tinted up when I'm pulling up

Pull up on your block

Hit you up when I'm hitting up

Money low

Better pick it up, homie get it up

Living in a barn

Polo down nigga, Giddy up!

Project baby

I got baby bottles full of lean

Project baby

Molly's got me pissing in my dream

Project baby

When they hear lil Kodak name nigga brought the camera

Project baby

I'm shitting on em

Shitting on a nigga, where my pamper?

Winning time because I remember I was losing

Last place, they was laughing in my face

Finish line, don't cry

Turtle getting by, thought the rabbit won the race

Wait, he was drinking dollar shots

[?] now Rozay by the case

Sad, I remember digging in the piggy ass now the rats in the safe

Fuck the bank, I can save it

That's my lady

Mercedes, drive her crazy

Keep the squares out my circle fuck that shape shift

Money running

Fuck it, Imma chase it

He be faking it, he not doing what he say he did

Asian bitch and an alien

Fuck a basic bitch

Back it up, ain't no lacking up

Imma clap 'em up

I'm a goose if that nigga quack, I will wack a duck

Project baby

I got baby bottles full of lean

Project baby

Molly's got me pissing in my dream

Project baby

When they hear lil Kodak name nigga brought the camera

Project baby

I'm shitting on em

Shitting on a nigga, where my pamper?

Shoulda Woulda lyrics - Kodak Black

 I should've did

I could've

I would've

Kodak nigga

Could've got the Beamer, I ain't really want it

Would've hit your girl, I wasn't really horny

Should've turned down, now I really on it

Should've, could've did, would've could've did

Should've, could've did, would've could've did

Would've shot the nigga, that what Cuda did

Could've went platinum, that what Luda did

Should've could've did, could've would've did

Ooh, I should've did em in

Blood on my brother, I wouldn't have a friend

Ridin' in a spear diamonds, chandelier

I can't let you niggas near, bruh I wouldn't dare

If love lived here I still couldn't care

Imma get that Audi truck, pull up anywhere

Couldn't see ya, had my Ray Bans on

I would never see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya

YSL cheetahs, these are not Adidas

Oh you wanna drop a track? Charge 'em for a feature

Ridin' with my [?] wouldn't fuck with Keisha

Yellow submarine, I feel like the Beatles

Could've got the Beamer, I ain't really want it

Would've hit your girl, I wasn't really horny

Should've turned down, now I really on it

Should've, could've did, would've could've did

Should've, could've did, would've could've did

Would've shot the nigga, that what Cuda did

Could've went platinum, that what Luda did

Should've could've did, could've would've did

Man, I should've got the last

Dropped the top on 'em, I ain't wanna flex

Would've hit your girl, I ain't want the sex

I had shit to do, I made her drop the neck

Couldn't do it

I shouldn't do it

Would've picked your call up but I was gettin' to it

Ridin' like the rodeo

Never lie, money longer than Pinocchio

I said, nobody knows

You an undercover booger and nobody knows, faggot

My bankroll like me, never folds

I got my new bitch ridin' and she never rode

Could've got the Beamer, I ain't really want it

Would've hit your girl, I wasn't really horny

Should've turned down, now I really on it

Should've, could've did, would've could've did

Should've, could've did, would've could've did

Would've shot the nigga, that what Cuda did

Could've went platinum, that what Luda did

Should've could've did, could've would've did

Won't Go Back lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Dirty 1000)

 [Hook:]

Them red and them blue lights

In the shadows of the dark with the moon light

Shine on me, I continue to move like

A false move, end up cursing my whole life

I ain't going back no more

I ain't going back no more

(I'm still yours)

It ain't gonna hurt no more

Cause I ain't going back no more

I miss my nigga cool, yeah I really do

Yeah he told me be swift every time I move

And if they catch me with this here, I'm gon' make the news

My nigga cool called me, so when you in this bitch

You get to fuck the same niggas that you beefin' with

He had me trafficking, speeding, running lights

Switching lanes, I'm gone like, every night

Turn the reigns, got me in the fast life

Say, if you fail once, bruh just clap twice

But that second time boy, you better get it right

16, I'm ready to catch 16

Get out on good behavior, so that's 15

Told me sleep is for the rich, so I don't even dream

Them hoes ain't want me cause they see my wrist didn't bling

Whenever ballin' said they wouldn't put me on they team

My shoes wasn't clean

Project baby plus I'm Haitian so no love for me

[Hook]

Yeah that chain round my neck, it hangin' where it swang

And that life you need lord, just to maintain

So I ain't going back broke to the same thing

Got me throwin' rocks out the chain gang

I'ma lil soldier, cracka' tryna' wave me over

Tryna' direct foul me

Tryna' hit the top they just wanna down me

They used to clown me

I'm from the ugly

Same niggas wanna do me in they say they love me

Cool told me that, he said it's funny

That you the only son or somethin'

And you a youngin', it get ugly

Same hoes I was fucking, they ain't sending nothin'

I ain't going back, to the same shit, same crap

Lil Kodak, but hate a chick black

Was 15, jumped in the streets head first

Fast lane, so if I ever crash, bruh it's head first

My life a coin toss, tails first

[Hook]

The life of a project baby

I let the projects raise me

I ain't going back

(I won't go back)

I won't go back

(I can't go back)

The life of a project baby

I let the projects raise me

I won't going back

(I won't go back)

I won't go back

(I can't go back)

I won't go back

[Hook]

Never Imagine lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. The Kolyons)

 "It's the will of the man it ain't the skill of the man yeah, we out the projects baby, we out the projects where we gonna live at son?

Where we living at yo? Where we living at? Huh? We living on East Side. Where we at? What part West Side? Central Park West somewhere?

And where we gonna be at huh? What you gonna buy your mom son? What you gonna buy her come on. "A house", A big house right?

How many bedrooms? How many bedrooms? "As many as she want". As many she want never let them see you weak stand up let me tell you something"

[Kodak Black:]

Picture me, riding in the two seat faded

When I came from the hood where most

Niggas don't make it

Kodak Black, Molly caps

With a Asian model feeding me grapes

Now picture that imagine this

Panamera Jim Carrey sheraton hotel

My bitch dipped in mascara Oooh

Foreign ride me and Polo poo in the Coupe

Top back, only two seats

Used to mask up lace my sneaks

Now round Tables f.b.g have a feast

Grew up in these streets

Turned the kid into a beast

Tryin' to get this meal, we gon' eat

Pull up in the hood giving shit to the kids

So they don't have to rob for it, like I did

Blowed basketball, AAU

You got me fucked up

I'll blow this rap shit too

They said I won't make it, my pride you can't take it

I won't fake it till I make it

Shouts out to tribulation

That ain't break me either

Close friends acting strange that can't break me either

Never imagine this cause I ain't have a pot to piss

So wouldn't go and throw out of

But picture this

At the top from the bottom

Even though they doubt us

[x2]

They doubted me

Said I'm gon' blow it, ain't tryna blow it

My pain I never show it

They want my spot I know it

Said I was gon' be in that County Jail

15 cold cell, no bond, no bail

God sent the train I ain't jump on his trail

And I know Purp And Wayne watching us down here

Thinking to myself like there's God out there

But I got to thank him

Cause I'm still out here

Never thought of me, big offices

The same jit used to run from them officers

Came from the ugly corner to the spotlight

Let my niggas flex to get my spot right

Free bands, finesse plans

Willie in my mama kitchen whippin' like a chef [?]

Pyrex pots he good with his left hand

Def jam, even the deaf jam

Even the deaf hear him, even the blind see him

The paralyzed feel him, nigga onomatopoeia

T-Burn snitched he got him a deal nigga

Once I get my deal nigga, it's gon' get real nigga

Yeah I'm a real nigga

I just want a lil nigga

Can't take no losses

I'm a lil nigga

Paranoid pop a nigga like a pill

Nigga keep my lil seal nigga

Imagine when I get a deal nigga

Never imagine this cause I ain't have a pot to piss

So wouldn't go and throw out of

But picture this

At the top from the bottom

Even though they doubted

[x2]

[The Kolyons:]

Somebody call the paramedics

Life done gave me all this pain and ain't came with anesthetic

Thuggin' graveyard where I'm heading

We busting and fucking over niggas

Dawg I don't regret it, they deserve it

I can take it I ain't have a pot to piss in

I had a pop when he was always sick

And I was outchea trying to fit in

I'm fucking with these niggas from a distance

I rap but you niggas pay attention

[?] is my bestfriend

Father God won't you send me a blessing

From robbing now I'm rapping, It's destined

Section 8, I swear to God it gets treacherous

Only reason that my mama been stressing

I've been up against the odds

Even when it's dark

Even when it's raining and [?]

Even when it's hurting ain't no sense in me complaining

Cause it's destined

We gon' make it

Kodak Black other songs:

 

1800 Knights lyrics - Kodak Black

 This shit crazy, dog, my young bull was just with me last night

I shifted, dog, he got caught up

And the vehicle he was in had all my raps that I wrote when I was locked up a couple bids, you know?

1800 nights

I was just thinkin' 'bout family

Thinkin' 'bout Pop Hendley them

Don't say you love me if you don't mean that shit

And I'm thuggin' hard 'cause I mean that shit

I was just thinkin' 'bout my family

They been feelin' like I abandoned them

Why the fuck am I walking around here with a Glock for?

Nigga livin' dirty so I gotta keep the mop on

Got a street sweeper, but I still keep the mop though

I put everything I got on

I ain't seen my brother in a week

I put too much time in the streets

Momma stop cryin' 'bout me

Momma stop cryin' 'bout me

Momma don't worry 'bout me

All you gotta do is love King

I hope y'all see what I be thinkin' 'bout

I'm smilin'

I just smile just to cope now

But I'm wildin'

I swear to God I'm tryin'

I'm tryna slow down

My people tellin' me to slow down

I fell in love with the fourth pound

You would think I'm with the Zoe Pound

Shoutout to ATL

But where I'm from we won't say "12"

We say "Tro-down"

The raiders out there just rolled around

All my niggas gettin' rico

All my niggas gettin' rico

He ain't tellin' 'cause he G code

Promise he ain't tellin' 'cause he G code

He ain't gon' tell, he a fiend though

If you rhyming

I promise if you rhymin' it ain't easy though

He a zombie, he Zoe

A zombie on earth, I'ma Zoe

I brought hell on earth for these hoes

You my heaven on earth, you my ho, baby

You my old lady

All them hoes hatin'

Well fuck what them hoes say

We rockin' Gucci with Dolce

Love my old gram', love my old lady

I'm freestylin' don't mind me

I don't know what I'm thinkin'

But I don't pop molly

I'm freestylin' don't mind me

I don't know what I'm sayin'

My chauffeur don't like speedin'

I like the Tesla better when it drive me

I can sit back on IG

I ain't gotta look up when the light green

I'm on the i- on autopilot, my bitch ridin' me

Cruise control

I thank the Lord I ain't lose my soul

1800 nights I done sacrificed

Triple cross like Jesus Christ

You ain't understand me I'ma tell you twice

I'm ugly corner, even when I die

I'm wonderin' if you love me like I

I'm wonderin' if you thank me like how I be

Head first, is he runnin' right behind me?

Nah, fuck that, you better be runnin' right beside me

It's like everything that I touch, it just be fallin' apart

I can't leave my past behind me

I wanna know what's goin' on in the projects

I wanna slide and go see what it look like

Remember Pop hit a lick on a four wheeler

E Murder, almost lost his life on a dirt bike

I seen a cracker to my left so I turned right

I lost my re-up when tryna shoot dice

My niggas leavin' niggas stank for some hood rank

You ain't got no street cred, ain't got no hood stripes

Thinkin' 'bout my niggas and my family

They the only ones that understand me

Partner cut the fishtail on his banshee

The Devil sent me a blessing

My dreads like devil horns, they don't know that I be on my damn knees

Forgive me lord, forgive me lord that I fell for it

Forgive me lord that I fell short

I'm dressin', playin' in the airport

Bust a nigga brain if you care for it

Young nigga what would you do for it

Her boyfriend smokin' Newports

Just put my baby momma in a new foreign

'Bout to write a book, no Dr. Seuss, boy

I got stories like a news reporter

Like a book, put my momma in two stories

I'm postin' in the hood 'cause the school borin'

I'm smokin' Cherry Pie, I don't smoke Spice

I would never tell you about my old life

Sniper biker

Pop a wheelie on the Raptor

I got snakes in my closet, I'm a rattler

And I keep body bags for a rapper

Hidin' from my past, got me runnin' from a cracker

Lil' Kodak they just wanna see you captured

I'm snappin' and I'm flashin' like a camera

You don't know the meaning behind it

You don't know the reason I'm like this

Sincerely me

I'm feelin' this beat

To all my niggas in prison, if you listenin' right now, I miss you

201519971800 lyrics - Kodak Black

 Can I, baby? Can I, baby?

Can I, baby? Can I, baby?

I hope you ain't nothing like my old friends

Or any other women that I had

I know I'm better than your ex-boyfriend

Or any other niggas from the past

Can I take you where I learned the game from?

Show you why I act the way I act

Lately, I've been on a fucking marathon

Running to the motherfucking cash

I'm liking how you make a brother laugh

Can I come and get you in a Jag?

Then, hit it in the backseat of the Jag

Baby girl, I know you like my swag

'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be

I'm just so excited that I'm free

Sometimes, it be feeling like a dream

Can a young brother get some sleep?

Lately, I've been working over 3

Mama told me, "Son, I never hear from you"

Cook something, you don't even eat

Mama, I'm just trying to make a mil' for you

Put you in a condo on the beach

'Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be

Why they just can't let a nigga be?

I've been busy, I've been doing me

Have you thinking I've been with the Zoe pound

Me and all my niggas come in deep

On the ground, young ten toes down

I can put a nigga on his feet

I caught the Audi, then I ran the check up

And, I ain't even been out here a week

Got my shooter playing hide and seek

Just in case you niggas try and creep

Everybody wanna be your friend now

Better watch the company you keep

Everybody got they fucking hand out

See you eating now they want a piece

Oh, that's Kodak Black, I've been hearing bout'

He the hottest nigga in the streets

If you love me, love a nigga deep

When you see me, what you really see?

To everybody else, I was a sour guy

But, I be treating you a little sweet

I'm so close to showing her my real side

Show this girl another side of me

I think we've been getting along real fine

You love it when I hit it on the beach

I've been working hard, ain't got no spare time

I can't even party on the week

I'm just trying to see where your head at

When you grow up, what you wanna be?

Run up on a nigga, where the bread at?

I be going ham for the cheese

I just wanna see all of my niggas home

They can't wait to get back on the streets

I just talked to Jackboy on collect phone

He told me he ain't trying to take the plea

For my niggas, I'll swim across the sea

B.A.M. lyrics - Yungeen Ace & Kodak Black

 Straight up out the trenches where they found me

I don't like fuck niggas around me

I been going up so out the blue they want to down me

Don't want to see me win, they rather see me in the county

Battling a murder (Battling a murder)

Fighting a armed robbery

They wanna see me with a M1

Before they ever say they proud of me

Rachet ass nigga catch me sliding in a Benz

Still will do a drill like I ain't worth a couple M's

Got another nigga main bitch all in my DM's

Already hit her twice now I'm working on her friend

Slick ass nigga I'll finesse you out ya pack

Cut a nigga throat but never stab em in the back

We was hitting licks niggas jumping out in splats

Started selling weed then we moved to the crack

Revenue done increased so did the violence

No more open mics all the shows got deposits

Strap the whole team up the poles got divided

My brother went to Florida state but he ain't go to college

We ain't have no G.E.D

Ain't even have no cable how the fuck we get on BET

We was selling grams out the zip 15 a g

I'm a nigga from the hood what they seen in me

Straight up out the trenches where they found me

I don't like fuck niggas around me

I been going up so out the blue they want to down me

Don't want to see me win, they rather see me in the county

Battling a murder (Battling a murder)

Fighting a armed robbery

They wanna see me with a M1

Before they ever say they proud of me

I'm ducking a body don't want to see the detective

Momma I'm sorry I became friends with the devil

Chain gang party we drinking buck with the moonshine

Lie to my shawty say I was coming in July

They be debating if they should she love me or hate me

At least I ain't lie to you say I'm expecting a baby

Bird told me to wait, everything fall into place

You ain't have to tell me you was hating seen it all in your face

How you bite my hand dog, like you ain't already ate

Playing handball I'm trying to smack this bitch out the gate

I'm wanting you everyday but you moved out the way

They waiting for the blogs to say I caught me a case

Nigga everytime I balled I had you right in my play

Got my back against the wall I see what's coming my way

They dissing say they gon kill me I ain't trippin I pray

I ain't trippin my shoes tied in the Club with a deuce five

Bitch nigga

Straight up out the trenches where they found me

I don't like fuck niggas around me

I been going up so out the blue they want to down me

Don't want to see me win, they rather see me in the county

Battling a murder (Battling a murder)

Fighting a armed robbery

They wanna see me with a M1

Before they ever say they proud of me

Say they proud of me

Babygirl lyrics - Kodak Black

 [Hook:]

I'm so tired of people telling you I'm doing things

I need you to stop accusing me of playing games

I been down this road before but this don't feel the same

Cause every time I hold you close it's like you ease my pain

You been riding for so long I hope you never change

Just ride with me down this road it ain't no switching lanes

It's like I'm feeling you more each and everyday

I ain't letting you go don't you run away

Baby I won't up and leave you straight

I got your back forever I'ma make sure you straight

Its like I'm feeling you more and more everyday

I'm asking god is this a blessing he just sent my way

You looking gooder than some cake i call you Anna May

Got her on her tippy toes like she balleray

She heard I'm creeping with some hoe called Valarey

She thinking something going on she say I'm acting strange

Red bull I'ma keep you up under my wings

I ain't saying I'm a vet but I'ma keep you tamed

Yellow baby love to squeeze her like lemonade

Running all around my mind like a skating ring

You the golden one you caught my eyes had to make you mine

Say you the chosen one you genuine you be down to ride

[Hook:]

I'm so tired of people telling you I'm doing things

I need you to stop accusing me of playing games

I been down this road before but this don't feel the same

Cause every time I hold you close it's like you ease my pain

You been riding for so long I hope you never change

Just ride with me down this road it ain't no switching lanes

Its like I'm feeling you more each and everyday

I ain't letting you go don't you run away

Because Of You lyrics - Kodak Black

 I see it now, I'm gettin' tender, y'all (Here we go)

I'm gettin' tender

Fuck it, I'ma just show this girl another side of me

(and I gotta)

Dej, I love you so much for this

All because of you, I'ma be a better man

Now I wanna do, things I ain't never did

I'ma open up, and show another side

I ain't showed no one, I ain't showed no one, yeah

I ain't showed no one this side of me

I think I love someone, it mighta be

I wanna trust someone, and finally

I got a crush on one

Show me another side of you, of you girl

What a nigga gotta do for you, love?

Tell me who I gotta be for you baby

I wanna give you all you need on a daily

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, mm, mm

Ooh, ooh

I took another shot and I get reminiscin'

I been thinkin' 'bout that night we was kissin'

I be wantin' this for life, baby

Come and fuck with me for life, baby, listen

I think about you on this flight right now

I'm tryna figure out what's the distance

I'm wishin' me and you was tight right now

I'm tryna figure out what's the difference

I need someone to hold me down and lift me

I don't come nobody call, we be shiftin'

Like every time I come in town, they be trippin'

Every time I come around, you get missin'

Why can't we admit how much we really feel each other?

Why me and my own brothers gotta kill each other?

Hate to see me overcoming be a better man

Turned into a better me so we can be together

Turned into a better me, a better version, of me

I turned to a better me 'cause you deserve it

I'ma give up the streets because you worth it

Fuckin' with you how you be, I know you perfect for me

I want you to pray for me, they wish the worsest, on me

You deserve a better me, a better person

You was fucking with me when I was in my worsest

We hit the club, I put the pistol in your purses

'Cause they don't really do too much when they be searchin' you

You see the better in me

You see the better in me

You see the better, everybody see the worsest in me

Before I Go lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Rod Wave)

 [Kodak Black:]

Can't nobody take it away from me

I'm in these waters, but I don't know how to swim

Got all these problems, but I don't know how to deal with it

I miss my mama's face, I'm still a kid

Everything my mama say, I try to remember it

My youngin five, he say he dyin' to live

I don't know why, but they be plotting to kill me

Can't let nobody take me away from my children

Can't let nobody take me away from these millions

Everybody gon' die before I go, go

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

[Rod Wave:]

Everybody gon' die before I leave

I know 'bout the art of war and I know how it got to be

Boy you take me out the game, I'ma make you find me from the three

I'ma make you stand up in the paint, I'ma make it harder than you think

They be hatin' on a nigga, it don't matter 'cause I'm heaven sent

They waitin' on a nigga, but I know it's out of jealousy

Shooters on the roof of my residence just like the President's

And a shooter in the coupe, step on shit, only keep tellin' me (Yeah, yeah)

I'm in these waters, but I don't know how to swim

Got all these problems, I don't know how to deal with 'em

I'm in my mama's face, I'm still a kid

Everything my mama say, I try to remember

My youngin five, he say he dyin' to live

I don't know why, but they be plottin' to kill me

Can't let nobody take me away from my children

Can't let nobody take me away from these millions

Everybody gon' die before I go (Before I go)

Everybody gon' die before I go, oh

Everybody gon' die before I go, oh

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

[Kodak Black:]

I been going way too hard on the pills

It seem like that's the only way I can feel sometimes

If I could, I'd fill my cup up with tears

I know my haters would love to hear how a vulture cry

I'ma be so high the day I go, I'ma be so fuckin' fresh

I pray to God to take it slow, call my number next

I don't know why these niggas hatin' and they want my flesh

All the real niggas appreciate me and what I done for this

I'm in these waters and I feel myself sinkin'

I never died, no more, I really told my baby

I let my pain be on display because I'm famous

These niggas scared of me, so they gon' have to snake me

I don't wanna die for love, can't let 'em get the best of me

I'm a big ol' stepper, I don't need no stepper 'cause I'ma step for me

Even though I'm a thug, I listen to mama, man, she lashin' me

I keep the '5 when I lay down, 'cause I can't rest in peace

I'm in these waters, but I don't know how to swim

Got all these problems, but I don't know how to deal with it

I miss my mama's face, I'm still a kid

Everything my mama say, I try to remember it

My youngin five, he say he dyin' to live

I don't know why, but they be plotting to kill me

Can't let nobody take me away from my children

Can't let nobody take me away from these millions

Everybody gon' die before I go, oh

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

Everybody gon' die before I go, woah

Believe This Shit lyrics - Kodak Black

 Aye I don't pour that liquor on the floor, I pour it down the drain

Down the sink for my dawgs who in hell and who in jail to drink

You feel me?

Nah mean, nah sayin'

Nah talm' 'bout

I ain't gonna lie I ain't never thought it could be like this yea

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't even believe in me back then yea

My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea

I give it all up to try it again so y'all could see this shit yea

I ain't gonna lie I ain't never thought it could be like this yea

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't even believe in me back then yea

My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea

I give it all up to try it again so y'all could see this shit

Never thought I could make it out the PJ's

I was just robbin' with DJ

Shout out to my niggas who in hell right now

And to my dawgs who ain't got release days

I was doin' fraud way in D.C

I was doin' fraud way in Chesapeake

Ain't nobody wonder about my CD

I was breakin' and enterin' B and E

Mama always see me on TV

Cause I hit the news, I was 15

Now she can see me on VH1

Shit ain't a game, this shit ain't fun

To all the kids who look up to me

Shit ain't a game, this shit ain't fun

Niggas want beef we serve they lunch

We been on the run like six to eight months

I ain't gonna lie I ain't never thought it could be like this yea

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't even believe in me back then yea

My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea

I give it all up to try it again so y'all could see this shit yea

I ain't gonna lie I ain't never thought it could be like this yea

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't even believe in me back then yea

My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea

I give it all up to try it again so y'all could see this shit

Kickin' in doors, Me, Moopa, and Lil' Wiz

They just pick my dawg up for attempt

They just pick my dawg up for a murder one

My dawg got killed while I was doin' a bid

We just talked a day before the shit

And he wanted to talk to me again

And now I never know what he wanted to say to me

If I say my dawg in Heaven that would be make believe

I know my grandma made it in Heaven say her grace for me

Now I'm gettin' all this cake, I could open a backery

I ain't gonna lie I ain't never thought it could be like this yea

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't even believe in me back then yea

My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea

I give it all up to try it again so y'all could see this shit yea

I ain't gonna lie I ain't never thought it could be like this yea

I ain't gonna lie, I ain't even believe in me back then yea

My people who in hell wish you could see this shit yea

I give it all up to try it again so y'all could see this shit

Better Run (Day Is Done) lyrics - Kodak Black

 (DJ Cam gon' show 'em how to drip)

Yeah, motion only, nigga

I let the top off the biggest stepper (JT on the track again)

You niggas wanna talk to the big stepper 'til I brought the nigga to the hood

Trust, Kodak

Close death

And, I told you niggas I'm Zd up 'til they feet up

Zd up 'til I'm freed up

Tell the world, "Free [?]," nigga

And, it's gettin' cold in this bitch

Got the poles in this bitch, uh-huh

On the road, we packed the Scat

Know we gon' need gas and blacks

Got Zoes in here, big poles in here

Get tatted with this clap

Hit a ho and pass it back

Your shooter just lost his hat

He Tweet on the computer, I'ma leave his top right in his lap

You can run, but, I'm gon' catch ya

You can hide, you still gon' die, nigga

When them bullets fly, make mamas cry

No sympathy in my eyes

Nigga, what you see when you see me?

I'm a Z, that's who I be

I'm off my top, ain't got no mind

Nigga, I'm killin' these niggas for free

Got a yellow beer out of green cherry

Suck dick like Karen Stephan

And I'm at the top, I'm still steppin', get surgical with this weapon

Zoe flag on a machete, I'm cutthroat, nigga, you get beheaded

I done got my empty print, I post a Bentley that I already

I'm crackin' milli'

Nigga, I'm a thirty-eight high

Yeah, pussy ho wan' rump, got to be treated for a opp, yeah

Mn, I like it, catch my ride

Try throw subliminal at my top, yeah?

[?] block fire, I got my sniper ready to rock, yeah

Better run (Mhm)

Don't get you done (Uh-huh)

Got to have some fun (Yeah)

'Til the day it's done (Cutthroat business)

Cutthroat Bill, kill that boy, kill that bitch

KTB, Kodak the boss, off top (Mhm)

Better run, get you done

I tell 'em, "Go," they say it's done

I'm so cutthroat, put a dent in yo' head, oh, yeah, another one

We ain't missin' shit when them switches hit, nigga, what you runnin' for?

That rapper poppin' out like Hubba Bubba, call it bubblegum

'Cause when I pop and you get chewed up, then I throw it out

Halloween, baby, turn yo' mama crib to a horror house

I went [?] Ms on a M, but, they ain't thankin' me

Smack a nigga down like [?], but, nigga, play with me

Big shell father, .357, this a Trey Fifty

Bitch bend backwards so I can cram ya like your face missin'

Coupe go two-fifty, I'm so SG, I'm a Super Gremlin

Shooter too specific, hit his mama, make her lose a titty

They shawty call me Jason, she been with me before the fame [?]

I went fuckin' crazy, I was straight until the fame switchin'

Yeah, run in his house and kill his family, make him wish that he was with 'em

When he hear the way we torture his lil' sister, that's gon' kill him

Better run (Mhm)

Don't get you done (Uh-huh)

Got to have some fun (.38 special 'cause I'm special with this .30)

'Til the day it's done

.38 on me, bitch special

.38 special, bitch I'm special with this .30 (Uh-huh)

Better run

Don't get you done

Got to have some fun

'Til the day it's done

Better run

Don't get you done

Got to have some fun

'Til the day it's done

Black Cats lyrics - Kodak Black

 Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag

Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half

I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past

Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag

Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half

I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past

Same night me and [?] took the Mazda, bih we crashed

[?], Balenciaga, snapping like I lost a fucking crab

They caught the helicopter, I don't want y'all to think I'm tryna flex

Nigga, what's your f'n problem? I'm on that f'n vodka, smoking gas

Yeah, beep, beep, I'm the nigga roadrunning to that cash

Fuck a frisbee, I'll spin n' bend a nigga like I'm [?]

Fuck my daddy, I can't believe I nutted out your sack

Fuck my daddy nigga, it's me and my momma sons like I'm Nash

I made my son king, put this crown on, fuck a ski mask

I swear to God, I get a hard on when this heat blast

Type it like a spacebar, fuck a keypad, think I keep that Mac

Hot shifter, can't control my pace, command, delete his ass

Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag

Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half

I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past

Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag

Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half

I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past

I'm hooked on phonics, hooked on Phoenix balling like I'm Steve Nash

Promise you ain't see me, I was in Buffalo with Ray

How you finna cut the hole, y'all just bad

In Charlotte, made a movie with that poker, left a scab

In Raleigh, fell in love with fraud, [?] on that slazz

Steady scheming, burying cheese and burying pieces in the grass

Controversy between the both supremacies, they gone be mad

Martin Luther King, last night I had a dream about his ass

No Rosa Parks, them shooters posted in the back

Nelson Mandela, rocking Maison Margielas, remember wearing Shaqs

Life's a gamble, play the hands they dealt me I'm a wizard at blackjack

In the Jaguar XF, putting a spell on you late night in the black cat

Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up in the black Jag

Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half

I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past

Feel like somebody put a cast on my ass

I'm dropping bad luck, I pull up, the black Jag

Can't fit these shoes, it's seven and a half

I'm focused on my future, I ain't dwelling on the past

Boost My Ego lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Future)

 [Future:]

It's that Project Baby

And we about fifteen up, you know what I mean?

They 'gon try take advantage of this money

Shit coming in fast

They know we ain't got a blueprint of this shit

We just came into this shit with it already

Baby mama flagein', she don't get no pardon

Boostin' up my ego, made me go my hardest

Took me out the PJ and put me in a mansion

Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstandin'

Panamera these days, used to ride the banshee

Louis Vuitton these thots, I trap out the spot

Hermes belts and drapes, keep my doggies straight

Kodak buyin' a Wraith, soon as he beat the case

[Kodak Black:]

All I know, identity theft, I buried all the credit cards

G1 had me in the kitchen, sellin' hard and doin' fraud

Took me out the 'jects, now I'm flyin' private jets, nigga

'Member snatchin' chains, I got my own around my neck, nigga

I caught five kidnappin', but I ain't no babysitter

I caught five kidnappin', how you let me take your nigga?

Posted on the ugly, I jump out, go to bustin'

My baby mama dusty, got my little one out here musky

Skrrt, skrrt, pull up in a vert, call it a pullback, ayy

Pull up in a Wraith, they be like "Who is that"?

Pulling up in luxury, thank God, ain't no more strugglin'

I'm rollin' 'round, I be duffelin'

She under arrest, I'm cuffin' it

[Future:]

Baby mama flagein', she don't get no pardon

Boostin' up my ego, made me go my hardest

Took me out the PJ and put me in a mansion

Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstandin'

Panamera these days, used to ride the banshee

Louis Vuitton these thots, I trap out the spot

Hermes belts and drapes, keep my doggies straight

Kodak buyin' a Wraith, soon as he beat the case

[Kodak Black:]

I just beat the case, I'm ridin' in a double R

Spread the cheese with your people, gotta feed the squad

I bought my mama and my brothers, them another car

At first I was playin' with this shit, but now I'm goin' hard

It's like my baby mama feel like she the superstar

I threw away the Fossil watch and bought an Audemars

Was in the 'Yota, now I'm ridin' in the luxury car

I was off the chain, now a youngin' on the charts

I was ridin' Suzuki, ayy, now I'm actin' boujee, ayy

Now I'm coolin', foolin', I'm just 'bout my music

No more shootin' cee-lo, poppin' wheelies on the Banshee

Can't be thuggin' no more, homie, I stay in a mansion

I'm on mollys and the Xannies, feel extravagant

Took me off the ugly corner, I'm ridin' panoramic

You hate the way I'm transitionin', I'm corporate thugging

You miss when I was headfirst, when I wasn't gettin' no money

[Future:]

Baby mama flagein', she don't get no pardon

Boostin' up my ego, made me go my hardest

Took me out the PJ and put me in a mansion

Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstandin'

Panamera these days, used to ride the banshee

Louis Vuitton these thots, I trap out the spot

Hermes belts and drapes, keep my doggies straight

Kodak buyin' a Wraith, soon as he beat the case, yeah

Brand New Glizzy lyrics - Kodak Black

 I just bought a new Glock

I just bought a new glizzy

I just bought a new Glock

I just bought a new Glock

I just bought a new Glock, cost me three fifty

I used to lay these niggas down so I sleep with it

I be tryna chase my dreams but I be fighting demons

My Glock got a dick, I even pee with it

It's a XD, boy don't test me

Do your homework, boy I be with it

I get reckless nigga

I don't leave my team waiting

I ain't no selfish nigga so my whole team winning

And I ain't rescuing no hoe, I'm a keep pimpin'

I ain't Supermanin', I ain't savin' you

I just dropped a album, Project Baby Two

I got a son now, my little baby two

I got snakes on my gucci, I'm a Python

I got snakes in my closet but not in my yard

Snakes on my collarbone but not in my lando

Doing fraud, I heard that money good in Colorado

A new Glock this a nine, Rajon Rondo

Every show I do now look like the Apollo

Shawty said she love me

Project baby pull up on a nigga no Huggie

Put my BM in the BM used to drive a pump buggy

Kodak Bock I don't milly rock, I don't dougie

Yah, going up, top with Nene

Kodak Bop, I don't do the nay-nay

You will never catch me tryna dab

I be posted on the slab, selling slab

I just bought a new Glock, generation four

Remember eating hot cheetos with sweet n low

Hot sauce with my Lays chips, eating rice with honey

Got me reminiscing 'bout my life when I ain't had no money

Just drunk a whole fifth, smoked a ounce of weed

I left stems in it, but I threw away the seeds

Almost threw away my life

I threw away the glove but I kept the ski on

Thugging with my res on

I'm on house arrest but I don't be home

I'm running through ya hoe, running in yo door

Got me running through this door like chain on eskimo

I'm grippin' on my tool, I will let it go

I can't keep my cool, I will let it snow

Free my nigga locked up, eating sloppy joes

Probably playing spades, probably playing dominoes

My gun ain't on safety, I won't play with you

So I advise you find you something safe to do

Cause I keep the fire on and I got a firearm

If you run up on me, nigga flaming you

Cause I got a home , gotta make it to em

On top of that, I got a son, my little baby two

I just bought a new wraith and it's baby blue

Project Baby 2, my lil baby two

I just got me a brand new glizzy

And I put a green bean in it

Broward Paradise lyrics - Kodak Black (feat. Jackboy & John Wicks)

 [Kodak Black:]

Aye look I'm a take it back a lil' piece

I'm still a young nigga, I'm still a jitter bird

I'm talkin' about way back when Clemon used to ride through the 'jects

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

I'm slangin' K, yea I be dealin' shit and stealin' shit

Back in the day, I was a fool and I was ignorant

I'm not a killer, but my nigga they on that killer shit

I'm 'bout my skrilla, I be dealin' just like a dealership

I mean with' that fire, but my lil' dawg he make your street rock

Rap don't pop, I'm in the kitchen whippin' heat rock

Back in the day, I'm talkin' Dickey with my Reebok

I'm on a jigga, and I'm swingin' like it's sea salt

I hit the news, I hit the news, I hit the news again

My mama warned me, that's this was what the streets gonna do to me

I'm from the No, I go hit a lick on a dirtbike

Right on a stroll, [?] just fronted me a dirtbike

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

[Jackboy:]

Back in the days, I was on the Ugly Corner

Trynna stack a pretty penny late night sellin' zona

Graduated from the streets but I ain't got a diploma

[?] soldier hittin' licks around the 'Nolia

In and out of stolen cars, ridin' with Lil' soya

Had the coke no cola makin' stretch with the soda

Be a soul jumped behind us hit the gas, crash the 'Yota

If JJ's phone calls, mama sayin' boy I told you

Back in the day, them hoes left me on my own

Pullin' 'em now, won't quit callin' my phone

Dawg all of these bitches, Lil' Jackboy just want his bone

Don't wanna fuck in the car, made her ass walk home

[Kodak Black:]

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

[John Wicks:]

Back in the days, I was the runner, was the gunner man

Back in the days, you couldn't chill on the corner then

Back in the days, was one on ones, ain't no jumpin' in

Back in the days, my mama told me ain't no funny shit

Broke get a job, they helped the family cause we strugglin' yea

Back in the days, my mama told me get that money

So I stopped sellin' reefer

I'm kickin' doors and robbin' corner stores

I'm John Wicks baby, you know me I'll let that hammer go

Back in the days, I ain't have shit but now I'm stuntin' though

They wasn't fuckin' with me, but now today I got a ton of hoes

They lovin' my style, I'm Wick got mouth full of golds

No central air but now I'm iced out like a eskimo

[Kodak Black:]

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

I'm talkin' hot sausage and pickled eggs

Back in the day, everybody wanna be like chicken man

Back in the day, I growed I said I been a man

I'm 18 now but my ole' girl she think I'm still a kid

Brutal Yungen lyrics - Kodak Black

 It's the, kid, finesse kid

Since the first I came and layup'd

Young nigga, Brutal yungen(young nigga)

Ugly corner (goin hard)

I don't care bout' nothing you talkin bout

Lil nigga talking cheap

Ain't talkin bout no guap then don't you talk to me

My money where my mouth, I let it talk for me

Why you callin' me, baby girl you botherin' me

Remember Instagram she wouldn't follow me

Now she doubtin, messin' me, she wanna swallow me

Somebody get this plat up off of me

Project baby tryna make it outta poverty

Lil' Cool just caught a case, he caught a robbery (Ooh)

I been dreamin bout that steak I'm tired of collard greens

Papa know I got my city on my back

I ain't never been a crab but all I do is snap (Oh, oh)

Call me sniper man I'm clutching on my strap

No, call me spiderman I'm posted in the trap

Pats and rats, racks and racks

I was driving splats, now them jags be back to back

90's baby, realest in my generation

I can't tie you down girl, I don't even tie my laces

Got her fucked up in the head, she fucked up bout' a Haitain

I will act a fool I'm in the coupe, I'm goin' crazy

Ain't catching feelings, boy that shit contagious

Get from me, you gon make me sit with all that hatin'

Make her suck me till' it shrivel up like raisin

Ay, lil kodak stickin to the basics

It's a shame, you niggas lame

Ya'll hatin' on the player, don't hate the game

They ain't lookin' at me, they lookin' at the chain

They sayin that I changed, but I ain't changed

I'm just getting change, man it's a shame

Man these niggas'll bust ya brain bout some petty change

I can't knock it cuz I do the same

And all my nigga's do the same (The same thing)

Chances lyrics - Kodak Black

 Damn!

There them cracker go again

Freeze let me see your hands

Shit ain't go the way I plan

Niggas out here taking chances

Out here you gotta take a chance

Don't let them tell you that you can't

Cause I already know I can

How the fuck you finna tell me

I do whatever cause I can

He living off of pots and pans

That work gon' come back looking tanned

Think that nigga doing magic

How you whip it with no hands

And he wrap it with saran

We be snapping for them bands

Once I walk in you can smell me

We be louder than a band

I be smiling but ain't playing

What you saying, better be playin'

It ain't nothing you can tell me

What you saying ain't even payin'

Tucked it right inside my pants

I hope no one can see the print

I turn nothing into something

Remember we couldn't pay the rent

I just booted up again

She say that molly look like sand

How you think I get so healthy

Smoking broccoli til the stem

Christmas In Miami lyrics - Kodak Black

 Ayy, I don't know if I wanna call this detox 'cause I'm like... I'm puttin' away a lot of old shit just so I can be with this one individual, but at the same time, all I really want for Christmas is her

I put the Glizzys down so I could be with you

I put the Remy down, I don't want no more of this juice, yeah

I put the Henny down, I'ma throw away the Goose, yeah

'Cause I be showin' out, another side of truth, yeah

India, I had loved you like you mine, babe

You was runnin' all through my head, you gave me migraines, mmm

I cannot lie and say that I'm fine

Took another sip to write this rhyme, ooh

I cannot lie and say that I'm fine

Took another bitch to ease my mind, ayy

Now I'ma spend my Christmas in Miami

I'ma be in Miami, I'ma be in Mi—

I'm from Broward, but my lady from Miami

I'ma hit her with no Jim Beam, show her to my family

They so curious, but we not into y'all

She say, "Period," I be like, "Periodt"

She can have any nigga, I can get like any broad

She don't be milkin' me, but she be milkin' y'all

I know you prolly dealt with a few celebrities

But I don't even care, I need you next to me

Can you see the best of me? Want you to marry me?

Would you say yes to me? Want you to marry me this year

Even get down on my knees, pull out that carat ring

And don't embarrass me, want you to marry me this year

Am I movin' too fast? 'Cause I'll slow it down

You the only reason I felt like puttin' down my four pound

You the only reason I ain't runnin' 'round with them hunnid rounds

Slidin' 'round in an opp's town, you the only reason I ain't locked down

I just wanna love you, baby, just don't make no fool of me

I know on your birthday I ain't gotta buy you jewelry

I know on your birthday I ain't gotta splurge you

Just because it's Christmas, you don't need a Birkin

And you all I want for Christmas

You all I want for Christmas

You all I want for Christmas (It's you, love)

It's you

It's you

I know it, I know it's you

Conditioned (10 Toes Down Challenge) lyrics - Kodak Black

 I got quality and quantity

So every single day I keep dropping shit

They just piss tested me today, I was positive

Project Baby a product of my environment

They just put a trespassing on me in the 'jects

Them crackers say they don't never want to catch me in the 'jects

What you expect for me to never come by and holler?

Pop a X for my niggas late night popping bottles

Just wanna hit the stu and buy a bottle of some water

Post up on the stroll and hear what I been missing out on

My nigga say he went to rehab but he got right back on flocka

My other nigga popped a C-class then that pussy came up out him

Like it's winter, I be posted like a snowman but it's autumn

In elementary I wanted to be a G, I dreamed it back in Markham

Momma I regret I was always your little problem

Young nigga I'm the husband of the house and I'm the father

Brother John Wicks, he would rob them, tell me nothing 'bout it

My brother was robbing, popping tops but he wouldn't never tell me 'bout it

(Why didn't you pay for this beat though?)

What you mean why I ain't pay for this beat? 'Cause I'm a motherfucking robber

I was in Fort Myers, I was 15 and I was serving Demi Lovato

I tried to shoot him, he had that woo on him I turned into a monster

I told my brother what happened to my revolver

I was so mad, I asked my brother what the hell happened to my revolver

My hammer broke, ain't never seen this shit before

My hammer broke, I ain't never seen this shit before

I was creeping, I was scheming on that nigga on the low

I promise ain't nobody see me that whole weekend in the 'No

The world cold I put that heater on em though

I wasn't stressing but I wanted to relieve it on the [?]

My hammer broke I'd never seen this shit before

If I was him I would have beat me to the floor

Then that nigga started creeping very slow

That nigga he started leaving very slow

Started skipping, getting away like it's a [?]

Yeah he protected but you still scared of me

I was just 14 years old, I'm on methamphetamine

Y'all was just sitting around smoking weed and watching Netflix

Everyday I wanted to do something hot, in the stolo for no reason

Parked it in a vacant spot and they towed 'cause it left it parked right in my neighbor lot

Aye, I put that burner on that nigga

Told him if he make one more move he getting popped

I dare you nigga take one more step you getting stretched out

I customized the 38, it got a drum like I'm [?]

That was my last lick, but this my next stop

That was my last lick, but this my next stop

[?] my window roadrunning, got this rental here from Hertz

I'm conditioned, trained myself to stay authentic and be pure

And I'm back of the [?] make that kitty purr

Everything I rap about, these streets'll vouch for me I'm sure

Clothesline in my backyard, no new white tee, rewash dingy shirt

Currently Zoolin' lyrics - Kodak Black

 (originally by Drake)

[Drake:]

Don't think twice, we're still in formation

Testing the current, already I'm sailing, it's all so sudden

Catching a flight, you think we're moving too fast, I'm intoxicated

We can move in slow motion if that's what you want, babe

I don't want to come on too strong

But I'm moving to your rhythm

With every move, with every move you make, babe

I'm tumbling

[Kodak Black:]

Take a trip to Chile, we chillin', no stressin'

How we get the Molly in fifty-one seconds?

Breakfast in neck so she happy I kept it

You know I been hittin' the bear like I'm Teddy

I ain't with all of that huffin', and puffin'

I', m ready to do me a nigga for nothin'

I ain't them niggas, I'm a killer, bitch I'm sleepin', don't touch me

Don't call me Lil Steve 'fore I smell like mutton

I'm young, but I ain't no dummy

I done made a lot of money off of pretty much nothin'

Tell a bad bitch, "Let my cameraman hit for me"

I'm a savage, [?]

I done took her overseas where it's hard to reach

Her lil' nigga think she sweet, but, she my lil' freak

Tell Drake right now, nigga, drop the beat

Rich nigga havin' dinner wearin' [?]

[Drake:]

In your own time, would you show me something please, babe?

Don't wanna wait in vain, you're the missing piece I been longing for

Don't deny, oh no, the temperature's rising inside

The cracks are showing, show me all your colors, I may not deserve you

I don't want to come on too strong

But I'm moving to your rhythm

[Kodak Black:]

Can't get it today, don't want it tomorrow, yeah, don't call me tomorrow

My entourage snipers and robbers, you gon' be a memory before a problem

Kidnappin' her, but, she let me, take her anywhere, it's up for granted

[?], we scammin', sit by the pool, she tannin'

Moan in her face, it ain't drawn on, she gon' stay [?], no socks on

She copyin' my lingo, my slang, put no sheets over my gang

Soon as I get ahold of my chain, they never love you the same

Ain't goin' broke for no pussy, stick to the code, get [?]

I ain't goin' out 'bout no-, I ain't goin' out like no-

I ain't gon' die 'bout no pussy, too young to die, too [?]

Kissin' and holdin' her tight, finally, she know she a Sniper

I think I want her for life, she rockin' my boxers and all

She sleep with my shirt on, Louisiana her first song

She wanna stay in my- Hey

Why the hell you bring your bitch to my party?

Already went diamond off Cardi, I done came up out the bag like Ari

Jumped out the window with the stick, bitch, hockey

The Perc' don't kick in the only time I'm gettin' mad

Told my bitch [?], call Brad, [?], all cash, [?] all bad

October 28th, I'm on yo' ass, and everything after that

New deal, sittin' on thirty mill', nigga, I don't even have to rap