I'ma take they head clean off for playin' on my top. And the way this beat knockin' right now, I feel supreme. And ain't no stoppin' this shit either though. But I'm drinkin' it, you need a license to share.
Free Lil Soto, they accusing him for 3 bodies. I been fucking her since December, now her butt been gettin' bigger. Audemars fresh out the pan. We look like some old people. As long as you don't disrespect me, you heard me?
In the streets, can't be too real, they take advantage and break your heart. A nigga just died last night. Courvoisier is a poor nigga drink, but I drink it, I drink it. I be chasin' after paper like a fiend. Got me crazy, this shit got me crazy. Just caught a drop off the block, nigga, this a chicken coop. Ain't sparin' none of you bitches. Where you from, nigga? Stay at that bag, go get that sack all by myself. Yeah, I'm over you, ho, you can't even get me up. Kodak Black Dances With Money in ''Cut Throat'' Video - XXL. I done created the fabric that niggas be jackin', so they gotta pay me to wear. On this explore page, think this where I'ma find my wife.
Say they got a whole gun store on the bus. But either way, a nigga play, then he fuckin' get it. Strip a pussy nigga naked, make it shake, make it clap. Run up, you get stepped on, I'm a demon, I throw crosses. Kodak black cut throat lyrics collection. In the studio, two nights in off a gram of that meth. Niggas don't know why I cried in my Tesla. Pop too much Percs with the water, I'm pissy. You need a Bently truck for that. VVS, prong set (VVS).
I'm the best because I beat the best, David and Goliath. I was in Tennessee leanin', nigga fiendin' for that drank. Just play your role, get anything you want, bae, if you actin' right. The f*ck got into you? They don't f*ck with me 'cause they know they can't. Kodak black killing the rats lyrics. For you, I'd cross over the sea, you who I wanna be. Then I keep droppin' until I caught the one platinum in two months. But it's never too late to give you designer boo, yeah.
That smoke go down whoever throat, I never pick and choose. Pop 'bout two, three glitches, then I'm ready for the day. Bae, you gon' have to decide if you can handle bein' with a thug nigga like me. You know what's goin' down soon we get the low.