YNW Melly – YNW Freestyle Lyrics

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[Verse:]
Made it through the struggle, got it off the muscle (off the muscle)
Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle)
Stomach growlin’ like a lion, I was really hungry
Ain’t nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely)
Jaleen that my brother, we like Rich Homie and Thugger
Disrespect my whodie, then I’m shootin’ at your mother, huh (your mother)
Boy I know you love her, cause’ you fuck without a rubber, huh
If that bitch start actin’ up, just go and find another, huh (sheesh)
Gucci, Louis, Hermes and Givenchy on my body (yeah)
Promethazine and Sprite, but I ain’t fuckin’ with no molly (no way)
Big shout-out to Kodak Black, he follow me on Insta
If you wanna chop it up, I put it in a blender (blender)
Flokka smokin’ niggas, I ain’t got nothin’ to give ya’ (bye)
I’m shootin’ out the sun roof, Sosa shootin’ out the window (bang)
Yeah, this is a freestyle nigga you ain’t gotta ask me (nah)
Pussy squirtin’, mini skirt, I like my bitches nasty, uh
And she make all A’s and B’s, I like my bitches classy, huh (classy)
Quarter pound of ganja pack, I stretch it like elastic, huh (elastic)
Take you to the Gucci store, then flip it like gymnastics (flip it)
Juugin and finessin’, we was counting all our blessings (for real)
Your bitch do the Melly pose cause I’m a living legend

Sosa:

I’m that nigga from that Ave you don’t even know to have
Just to walk through my hood, pussy boy, you need a pass
Tell the judge suck my dick and tell the state to kiss my ass
Me and my team we first, why you pussy niggas in last
Crackers all on my dick ’cause they say I made a hit
When I grabbed the microphone they like: “Sosa you can spit!”
When I fucked that nigga bitch, that really made that nigga sit

Kodak Black – When Vultures Cry

[Intro]
I guess you and I different than them after all
Booted up, Molly jolly, no Adderall
I got tired of eatin’ PB&J, noodle casserole
All my niggas behind the wall
All my niggas, they in the pen
Or they in the grave
Flyin’ in the [?], nigga, fuck a Wraith

[Chorus]
This what it sound like
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Booted up, I’m high, booted up out my mind
I’m booted up out my mind
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when I try to cry
I be tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I was tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I couldn’t even watch you cry

[Verse]
Jumped up out the womb like my daddy the devil
My son jumped up out the womb like his daddy the devil
Life’s been better
I thank the Lord life’s been better
Ever since I dropped up outta school, nigga, life’s been better
Since I ran out with the tool just to get me some cheddar
Had to jump out on a fool, whacked him, teach him a lesson
Lil’ nigga, I ain’t explainin’ to you, so I don’t need you to spell it
I had jumped up off the porch headfirst, I was ready
But the feds take a nigga ass away from his family
To hear my nigga tell it, man, that shit damn embarrassing
Go back to hittin’ licks, got me thuggin’ in Maryland
Smokin’ gas, got my tank on 93 supreme
Smokin’ gas, drinkin’ oil, no kerosene
Had to fill all my guns up with blackheads
Fill my guns up with diamonds, so I run the biz
Fill my gums up with diamonds, look like gingivitis
All this money got me lookin’ like Illuminati
He done caught his first body, swear he did enough
You can’t tell him nothin’, feel like he a real dog
Even in the rap shit, I get real love
But how you knowin’ real love when you ain’t got a feeling?
What you know about trust when you not feeling?
I came up, now they pay a nigga top penny
Birdman tryna give the kid a couple million
Before Atlantic Records signed me, I was gettin’ chicken
I was scammin’, I was plannin’ on the same dream
I got tired of baloney sandwich, no canteen
Got tired of PB&J, noodle casserole
I drink the coffee with the Molly, no Adderall
I guess someone not different than him after all
Stayin’ focused, [?], I be spazzin’ now
Why you think they call him Kodak Black? I be blackin’ out
These niggas want me in the books like I’m Pacquiao
Losin’ all my niggas, started drinkin’ alcohol
I jumped out the womb like my daddy the devil
I walked up in the building like I’m young and I’m clever, yeah
I walked up in the building like I’m young and I’m special, yeah
I got a couple million, also tote a Beretta
I dropped out of school just to get me some cheddar

[Chorus]
This what it sound like
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Booted up, I’m high, booted up out my mind
I’m booted up out my mind
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when I try to cry
I be tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I was tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I couldn’t even watch you cry

Kodak Black – When Vultures Cry Lyrics

[Intro]
I guess you and I different than them after all
Booted up, Molly [?], no Adderall
I got tired of eatin’ PB&J, noodle casserole
All my niggas behind the wall
All my niggas, they in the pen
Or they in the grave
Flyin’ in the [?], nigga, fuck a Wraith

[Chorus]
This what it sound like
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Booted up, I’m high, booted up out my mind
I’m booted up out my mind
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when a child cry
I be tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I was tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I couldn’t even watch you cry

[Verse]
Jumped up out the womb like my daddy the devil
My son jumped up out the womb like his daddy the devil
Life’s been better
I thank the Lord life’s been better
Ever since I dropped up outta school, nigga, life’s been better
Since I ran out with the tool just to get me some cheddar
Had to jump out on a fool, whacked him, teach him a lesson
Lil’ nigga, I ain’t explainin’ to you, so I don’t need you to spell it
I had jumped up off the porch headfirst, I was ready
But the feds take a nigga ass away from his family
To hear my nigga tell it, man, that shit damn embarrassing
Go back to hittin’ licks, got me thuggin’ in Maryland
Smokin’ gas, got my tank on 93 supreme
Smokin’ gas, drinkin’ oil, no kerosene
Had to fill all my guns up with blackheads
Fill my guns up with diamonds, so I run the biz
Fill my guns up with diamonds, look like catchin’ bodies
All this money got me lookin’ like Illuminati
He done caught his first body, swear he did enough
You can’t tell him nothin’, feel like he a real dog
Even in the rap shit, I get real love
But how you knowin’ real love when you ain’t got a feeling?
What you know about trust when you not feeling?
I came up, now they pay a nigga top penny
Birdman tryna give the kid a couple million
Before Atlanta Records signed me, I was gettin’ chicken
I was scammin’, I was plannin’ on the same dream
I got tired of baloney sandwich, no canteen
Got tired of PB&J, noodle casserole
I drink the coffee with the Molly, no Adderall
I guess someone not different than him after all
Stayin’ focused, [?], I be spazzin’ now
Why you think they call him Kodak Black? I be blackin’ out
These niggas want me in the books like I’m Pacquiao
Losin’ all my niggas, started drinkin’ alcohol
I jumped out the womb like my daddy the devil
I walked up in the building [?], yeah
I walked up in the building [?], yeah
I got a couple million, also tote a Beretta
I dropped out of school just to get me some cheddar

[Chorus]
This what it sound like
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Look what it sound like when a vulture cry
Booted up, I’m high, booted up out my mind
I’m booted up out my mind
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when a vulture cry
This what it sound like when a child cry
I be tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I was tryin’ to cry
When my niggas died, I couldn’t even watch you cry

Kodak Black – 201519971800

[Intro]
Can I, baby? Can I, baby?
Can I, baby? Can I, baby?

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
‘Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
‘Fore I turn the lights out, tell me who the fuck you want to be

[Verse 3]
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

[Outro]
For my niggas, I’ll swim across the sea

Lil Shoota love – Kodak Black lyrics

Lyrics Kodak Black – Lil Shoota love

Low-key and arounda getting high
W low-key shawty living for them snipers.
My lic just hit my line and said she want 30 delighters
Nah I ain’t got no problem that’s a sniper gang designer.
My metroboomin, dynamite versuri-lyrics.info
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.(lil shoota love)

I can’t let go of this money, I fel like Barry White.
I done propose to the doe will you be my wife
And now I’m married to the h*e, got me throwing riceee.
Kodak Black lyrics
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Boost my ego – Kodak Black feat. Future lyrics

Lyrics Kodak Black – Boost my ego

It’s that project baby
.. fit in, you know what I mean
They ‘gon try take your bands and this money
S**t coming in fast
They know we ain’t got a blueprint of this s**t
We just came into this s**t (boost my ego).

Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the ..
Rover .., I trap out the spot
Her mans ..
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case.

All I know, I didn’t steal
I buried all the credit cards
She won’t have me in the kitchen, selling hard and doing fraud
Took me out the ‘jects now I’m flying private jets, nigga
Remember snatching chains, I got my own around my neck, nigga
I caught five kidnapping, but I ain’t no babysitter
I caught five kidnapping, how you let me take you, nigga
Posted on the ugly, jump out go to busting
My baby mama dusting, I’m a little one out here, ..
Skrrt, skrrt, pull up in a Vert, call it a pull .., ayy
Pull up in a Wraith, they be like “Who is that”?
Pulling up in luxury, thank God, ain’t no more struggling
I’m rolling and I be duffeling
You under arrest, I’m cuffing it.

Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the ..
Rover .., I trap out the spot
Her mans ..
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case.

I just beat the case, I’m riding in a double R
Spead your cheese with your people, gotta feed the scar
I bought my momma and my brothers, them, another car
At first I’m playing with this s**t but now I’m going hard
It’s like my baby momma feel like she the superstar
I threw away the Fossil watch and bought an Audemars
Was in the .. now I’m riding in the luxury car
I was off the chain, now I’m yanking on the charge
I was riding Suzuki, ayy
Now I’m acting boujee, ayy
Now I’m .. for it
Versuri-lyrics.info
I’m just ’bout my music
No more shooting
.. popping wheelies on the bench
Can’t be thugging no more, homie, I stay in a mansion
I’m on Mollys and the Xannies feeling extravagant
Took my off the ugly corner, I’m riding panoramic
Hate the way I’m transitioning, I’m caught for thugging
This when I was headfirst, I wasn’t getting no money.

Baby mama flies in
She don’t get no pardon
Boosting up my ego, made me go my hardest
Took me out the PJ, put me in a mansion
Break my pill down three ways, made me feel outstanding
Panamera these days, used to ride the ..
Rover .., I trap out the spot
Her mans ..
Keep my doggy straight
Kodak ’bout to raid
So many beat the case
Yeahhh.(boost my ego)
Kodak Black lyrics
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DJ Khaled – Pull A Caper (feat. Kodak Black, Gucci Mane & Rick Ross) (Grateful Album)

[Intro: DJ Khaled & Kodak Black]
We The Best Music!
Another one
DJ Khaled!
Glee!

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma go, I’ma go, I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I got you, Khaled, it’s Wizop
It’s the Dapper Don going on a trapathon
Serving coked out food and kush, I call it a triathlon
In a red Don with an Amazon
She pissed me off, I just found out she got her panties on
A year ago seen niggas get stabbed over honey buns
It may sound funny to you, found out he got punctured lungs
I just want the funds, I don’t rap for fun
I rarely post the money, I never pose with guns
Went from a robber to the upper upper echelon
Just to get here I had to rob a couple Mexicans
But free Kodak Black, bring Lil’ Kodak back
Cause they don’t wanna see you move into their cul-de-sac

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma go, I’ma go, I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
It’s do or die on my side of things
Destiny is my livelihood
I’m Iverson with the long braids
Three cellphones with the gold fronts
Wild thing ’til I Yao Ming
Five rings, past nine seasons
Big money, that’s our thing
Heavyweight, I Ali ’em
Featherweight how I leave ’em
Heaven’s sakes, God’s need ’em
Bob weave rock the Colosseum
I’m the biggest nigga, you got gonorrhea
Baddest bitches make my collage
Biggest buds make my cigars
Basic bitches and custom cars
Blowjobs in the SLR’s
Realest ones wanna watch you shine
Smoking good and I’m talking facts
Iced out like DJ Khaled
Burn it down with Kodak Black

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma do, I’ma do, I’ma do what it takes
I’ma go get that cake, I’ma go pull a caper
I’ma go, I’ma go, I’ma go get that Wraith
Jumping out with your bae
I just wanna get this paper

My cousin – Kodak Black lyrics

Lyrics Kodak Black – My cousin

My cousin just text me and sh*t (Yeah Free BG, rest in peace)
He said, “I just got wet up sitting in my car this morning Cuzzo
I got hit one time but i’m good though, just letting you know before these niggas kill me
I love you to death and forever. Let me live on as a real sniper.

My cousin just got hit up today, I want to slide though
Even though I’m on house arrest, I want to ride though
But i go to prison i know my mama’ll cry though
He told me im just telling you i love you before I die though..

Im in the studio right now, Im on?
I wanna get suited up and tooted up on sniper mode
Every time a nigga get focused, it be some f*ck sh*t
It throw me off my pivot and make me get on my thug sh*t
Last year my cousin got hit up and got killed now
I wasn’t even there but you know a nigga handle that
Hit him up again this year and i ain’t feeling that
I’m throwed right now cause I don’t know where my feelings at
I don’t know if want to rap or want to pop a cap
But i know you niggas want to see me go right back
But this sniper gang sh*t in me I’m living like that
You niggas about to make me relapse, I’m feeling like that.

My cousin just got hit up today, I wanna slide though
Even though I’m on house arrest, I wanna ride though
But i go to prison i know my mama’ll cry though
He told me I’m just telling you i love you before i die though.

Soldier like mentality
Going through these tragedies
Don’t wanna see me happily
Rather see me raggedy
They don’t wanna see me get a bag, they wanna bag a G
But i go on a clappin’ spree and murk ya whole family
I guess a nigga kept it too real, that’s why they mad at me
Sitting back thinking right now I’m smoking Grabba Leaf
Nigga went from wearing baggy jeans to dressing casually
From being on the newspaper, now I’m on magazines
I’m chopping it up with master P, told me keep God first
We doing venues now, selling out concerts versuri-lyrics.info
I’m trying to keep a tunnel vision, trying to see it his way
But i got blood in my eyes I’m tired of seeing this way
I can’t even sleep skraight, even on the Tempurpedic
Why I’m stilling going through it why I’m still fighting demons
Niggas call you p***y when you focused and avoiding sh*t
We getting this money for no reason, a nigga trying to enjoy this sh*t
I got a lil boy and sh*t, and i don’t wanna leave dude
Cause they’ll trick him like they did me, that’s what these skreets do
Niggas outchea playing gangsta and playing police too
I seen the paperwork and that’s why they dont kick it like we do
Thats the same reason you couldn’t come home to seafood
Been moving funny but a nigga just couldn’t read you
Beat was been over with, looting cause i love this beat
Looting for my cousin and my niggas who in custody
Im feeling like its my fault, feel like its because of me
Was tryna soak the industry, i already thugged the streets
Did my thing a couple nights, i already earned my stripes
Deeper than rap, they f*cking with me cause im about that life
You know im head first, big cuz, thats why you called me man
But if i go to jail again, my mama she gone wash her hands
Im innovating how to play it but its still a slim chance
Cause you will sink in the sand in the game without a plan.

Aye i swear to god cuz when you called me dog
And you told me that sh*t dog i said f*ck everything
House arrest whatever, you know what im saying?
I went to looking for my AR I couldn’t find it you know what im saying you know i f*ck with them AR’s and sh*t.
Dracos too heavy and sh*t
Dracos get too hot
That AR got the coolin’ center, the heat sensor, know what im saying with the scope with the ?
And sh*ttt.
Kodak Black lyrics
Lyrics cousin

Horses – Pnb Rock feat. Kodak Black lyrics

Lyrics Pnb Rock – Horses

All these horses in my car got me going fast
I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas
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
Going so fast, hope I don’t crash (skrr, skrr)
One false move, that could be my last (yeahhh).

I just pulled up in the Benz
It was just me and my mans
Fishbowl no tint
Scooping your hoe and her friends
Won’t take that b*tch 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
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
Going so fast, hope I don’t crash (skrr, skrr)
One false move, that could be my last (yeah).

All big bankrolls, I got no h**s
I just left my girlfriend, I’m in love with the Ghost now
She’s full of emotions, and now she’s my old b*tch
‘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 f*ck is that sound?”
Damn, I’m the man now versuri-lyrics.info
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.

All these horses in my car got me going fast
I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas
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
Going so fast, hope I don’t crash (skrr, skrr)
One false move, that could be my last (yeah).

I’m looking at you haters through my rear view mirror
I’m sliding in some s**t 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
S**t, I’m driving that no cracker wouldn’t even get behind.

All these horses in my car got me going fast
I just wanna do the dash, put my pedal to the gas
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
Going so fast, hope I don’t crash (skrr, skrr)
One false move, that could be my last (yeahhh).
PnB Rock lyrics
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PnB Rock, Kodak Black & A Boogie – Horses (From “The Fate Of The Furious”)

[Intro: PnB Rock]
DJ Chose
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chrous: 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)

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
I just pulled up in the Benz
It was just me and my mans
Fishbowl no tint
Scooping your hoe and her friends
Won’t 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

[Bridge: PnB Rock]
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)

[Chrous: 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)

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit 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

[Chrous: 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)

[Verse 3: 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

[Chrous: 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 – Why They Call You Kodak (Painting Pictures Album)

[Intro]
Alright, the name Kodak Black! How’d you get the name Kodak Black? How’d you get the name Kodak Black?
I mean, it’s a lotta ways I could explain it. You know what I’m sayin’?
Brrr, glee, Sniper Gang, ayy
I say, "Man, you gotta let me in the club with my Ruger, man, you got to"

[Chorus]
Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me
I ain’t goin’ in the club, can’t bring my Ruger in it
Ain’t no cameraman, but I’ll shoot a nigga
Now why they call me Kodak? ‘Cause I’ll shoot a nigga
Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me
I ain’t goin’ in the club, can’t bring my Ruger in it
Ain’t no cameraman, but I’ll shoot a nigga
Now why they call me Kodak? ‘Cause I’ll shoot a nigga

[Verse 1]
I’m on probation, but I’m sly and not even ‘posed to be out
But I’m lurkin’, tryna come see what your press about
See, when it’s ’bout me, I’ma slide, run in yo’ house
See, when it’s ’bout me, niggas die, ’cause I’m in my prime
I ain’t got no time to do no beefin’, like I’m a vegan
See when it’s pressure, I ain’t sleepin’, I ain’t doin’ no tweetin’
And I’ll violate to get a pussy nigga straight
And when I pull up, when I’m bussin’, that shit out the gate
And I don’t leave no shells around with my thirty-eight
And I ain’t wearin’ a suit, but I’ll catch me another case
I ain’t no engineer, but I got that toolie on me bih
And when I’m in the club, I got that Ruger on me bih

[Chorus]
Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me
I ain’t goin’ in the club, can’t bring my Ruger in it
Ain’t no cameraman, but I’ll shoot a nigga
Now why they call me Kodak? ‘Cause I’ll shoot a nigga
Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me
I ain’t goin’ in the club, can’t bring my Ruger in it
Ain’t no cameraman, but I’ll shoot a nigga
Now why they call me Kodak? ‘Cause I’ll shoot a nigga

[Verse 2]
I shoot a pussy nigga like I’m doin’ a film
I don’t lay up, I cross up like I’m in the gym
I got my shooters with me posted with me under the rim
I got my sniper on the bleacher, you don’t even see him
I got a Beamer, but I’m slidin’ late night in the kill
And I ain’t playin’ football, but I’m really in the field
And Lil’ Kodak, I be flashin’, I’m scared of snappin’
And I ain’t doin’ a show if I can’t come in with my ratchet
A nigga ever snap my chain, I’ma stop rappin’
These niggas don’t really be ’bout the issue, they just be cappin’
I ain’t no engineer, but I got that toolie on me bih
And when I’m in the club, I got that Ruger on me bih

[Chorus]
Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me
I ain’t goin’ in the club, can’t bring my Ruger in it
Ain’t no cameraman, but I’ll shoot a nigga
Now why they call me Kodak? ‘Cause I’ll shoot a nigga
Everywhere I go, I got my shooters with me
I ain’t goin’ in the club, can’t bring my Ruger in it
Ain’t no cameraman, but I’ll shoot a nigga
Now why they call me Kodak? ‘Cause I’ll shoot a nigga

[Outro]
I mean, it’s a lotta ways I could, I could explain it. You know what I’m sayin’? I be livin’ for the moment. Yeah, I could explain it that way. That’s some fly shit. I think. I ain’t no cameraman though, but I’ll shoot a nigga. I just thought of that, really. People be asking

PnB Rock, Kodak Black & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Horses

[Intro: PnB Rock]
DJ Chose
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chrous: 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)

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
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

[Bridge: PnB Rock]
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)

[Chrous: 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)

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit 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

[Chrous: 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)

[Verse 3: 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

[Chrous: 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)

Too many years – Kodak Black lyrics

Lyrics Kodak Black – Too many years

I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won’t get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won’t get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard
Niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don’t think about the times
I wish that I could rewind.

‘Cause I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won’t get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won’t get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard
Niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don’t think about the times
I wish that I could rewind.

I told my mama we gon’ be fine
So I’m up all night way after sleep time
I’m just thinkin’ ‘bout Lil Kuda
Gave my dog a dime versuri-lyrics.info
He put a buckshot in a nigga’s behind
No daddy so I grew up to the street life
But my son, I’ma keep him in the beehive
Scheming on a heist, I need to change my life
Been geekin’ all night, I’m going senile
With two niggas toting three 4-5’s
I seen a nigga play gangsta, then he broke down
Lost a lot, lost his mind in the courthouse
I’m on XXL, I’m in New York now.

‘Cause I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won’t get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won’t get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard
Niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don’t think about the times
I wish that I could rewind.

I keep thinkin’ ‘bout my niggas
I think I need a jigga
I would keep on falling victim
Lost up in the system
Miss my brothers and my sisters
Damn I miss my lil one
I know sometimes I be tripping
But I just miss my niggas
I got codeine in my liver
I gave the judge a piece of me
I’m too street for the industry
But I think that’s where I need to be
‘Cause verbally, mentally, and physically I keep that heat
Me and my brother fit in
We smoking one with PnB
Niggas say they f*ck with me
But lowkey they be easin’ me
b*tches don’t mean shit to me
People tryna sentence me
How a youngin’ posted on the street, gon’ call it Sesame
1K ‘til the death of me, don’t put your life in jeopardy.

I done gave the jails too many years
Years that I won’t get back
And I swear I done shed too many tears
For niggas that I won’t get back
Yeah I got niggas in the graveyard
Niggas in the state yards
I swear not a day goes by
That I don’t think about the times
I wish that I could rewinddd.
Kodak Black lyrics
Video years

Kodak Black – Jail House Blues

[Intro]
Hello this is a prepaid call from Lil Billz
(Dubba-AA)

[Verse]
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’ma 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’ma 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
[Outro]
Thank you for using GTL

Kodak Black – Jail House Blues Lyrics

[Intro]
Hello this is a prepaid call from Lil Billz
(Dubba-AA)

[Verse]
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’ma 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’ma 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
[Outro]
Thank you for using GTL

Taylor Gang – All Winter

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Bet y’all niggas didn’t know we was working on this
Haha, Taylor Gang Volume 1

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
Don’t want me to smash your sister nigga get her
I’m getting money on the block with my hittas
They pulling up they pulling cars they pulling triggers
Come wipe me down they wiping niggas out the picture
I got that pack okay I pitch it like a pitcher
And this ain’t Twitter so I’m not the one to mention
Eating shroomies got her staring at the ceiling
I got bundles in my backpack and got lean all on my kidney
Fuck with us will get you missing, on a mission
Hit his block he got smashed up guess he ain’t listen
I got a watch thats fully loaded and it glisten
Probably got that dog food, they call it D now he a Piston
[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Verse 2: J.R. Donato]
I take your bitch and probably fuck her to some Tiller
I’m pouring up this for Pimp C she want Tequila
We popping bottles boy you know you popping Miller
I’m from the Illi- so that bitch know that I’m iller
P.S.A. yea this go out to all niggas
Cut him off he acting like a fraud nigga
P.S.A. yea this go out to all bitches
Cut that bitch off and she might wan’ fuck yo nigga
I get money, I get money I’m fucking with it
In foreign whips with Luck we bumping Skoobzilla
Keep it chill ain’t gotta touch it I don’t feel ya
Kodak Black, that Kodak Black I’m bout my scrilla
I’m popping tags, popping bands aye pop that nigga
I made 200,000 dollars and ain’t go to college
I bought that Chally off the lot didn’t have to watch the mileage
You know we only smoke that loud you like to chill in silence

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
It’s a hot summer J.R
But all this work that we putting in right now
Finna stunt all winter my nigga

Kodak Black – Like Dat (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
Sniper gang, Kodak
Cause I got it by myself
Skrrt, skrrt, aye, skrrt, skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Free lil Kodak man, free lil tap boy, yee

[Hook]
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (aye, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (aye, Kodak, Kodak)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (aye, aye)
Nigga, I don’t need no vitamin C
I be smokin’ broccoli, they say it’s good for my health (aye, aye)
[Verse 1]
I’m from the No, my lil bitch from the Dale
I like my money fast, you movin’ like a snail
All I smoke is L’s, on that paper trail
Can’t you tell? I got clientele on my Nextel
I don’t need your help, got it on my own
This a million dollar phone, but I ain’t got no ring tone (aye, aye, aye)
Kodak, why you keep that thing on you? (aye, aye)
Cause I ain’t got no time to play with you
All I do is win, I hate to lose
Got your boo dancin’, cause that’s what them bands make her do (make her dance)
I’m smokin’ broccoli, count this green (count this green, nigga, aye)
I’m on molly, I’m on lean (I put molly in my lean, nigga)

[Hook]
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (with my niggas, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (in my lean, aye)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (by myself)
Nigga, I don’t need no vitamin C
I be smokin’ broccoli, they say it’s good for my health (aye, aye, Kodak)

[Verse 2]
Kodak, why you always in the foreign? (in the foreign car)
Cause if it ain’t foreign, then it’s borin’ (that’s a boring car)
I’m chasin’ dreams, while you snorin’
Kodak Black, my bitch yellow, but her favorite color orange (color orange, boy)
Please don’t call my phone no more, I’m on tour (bitch, I’m on tour)
Only two can fit, fuck a four door (fuck a four door)
Nigga, this a jag, this is not a Ford (not a Ford)
Polo to the floor, fuck that Tom Ford (poppin’ molly)
Nigga, this a Rollie, fuck that Michael Kors (fuck that shit)
I’m in here movin’ slowly, cause I poured a four (I’m on that shit)
Got her on her knees, like “forgive me lord” (fuck that bitch)
I remember pullin’ schemes, way in Baltimore (remember I was hittin’ licks)

[Hook]
Why you, why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (with my niggas, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
Cause I put molly in my lean (in my lean, aye)
Kodak, why you act like dat?
Why you strapped like dat?
Cause I got it by myself (by myself, aye)
Nigga, I don’t need no vitamin C
I be smokin’ broccoli, they say it’s good for my health (I’m the healthy kid)

Kodak Black – Sticky 1 (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
Totin’, aye
That project baby two, hell yeah
But right now, this that institution
Yeah, for real man
For all that time I was down, man
They said I caught 11 years, man
Fuck that shit, look it, man
I do this shit bad, on the real, nigga
I never seen the work, dawg

[Verse]
Look, this for all that time when I was lost, they left me stranded
See, I don’t even do this for myself, this for my family
I made a lot of mistakes, made it off circumstances
That could’ve ruined my life, I’m bout to sign with Atlantic
Look, God be lookin’ out for me, he gave me several chances
I sent him a lot of prayers, he sent me a lot of places
My momma said “Imma make it” too, my daddies dancin’
I put in a lot of work, and now my dreams manifestin’
Project baby, I cultivated, do somethin’ amazin’
I pulled up, all that bullshit, I just couldn’t take it
I thought it was over for a minute, a bad situation
I was so far away from home, but I just emancipated
I’m just so captivated, that I could be here again
So fascinatin’, to see my people again
Swear I tried to leave the streets, but they was pullin’ me in
My nigga rolled a statement on me, I thought he was my friend
I can’t even pretend
I love to jump on these beats
Tell my fans what I’m feelin’ deeply inside of me
This what’s inside of me, y’all a big part of me
I’m sorry for leavin’ y’all, this my apology
I just hope y’all believe it, got trues and paid dues
But it ain’t easy as queasy, it’s like I’m here for a reason
I just hit rock bottom, I thought everything was sweet
But many niggas so sour, man
My cousin had me sellin’ powder, I was bumpin’ em off
We used to bag em up, and keep it all at my momma house
All my niggas out there livin’, just keep livin’ it up
All my life, in the projects, I was livin’ it rough
When I was down and out, ain’t nobody really gave a fuck
They ain’t really down with you, they only down when you up
I used to be that cafe fit, the full holster in the cut
A young nigga, sixteen, with Remy in my cup
I had to take a Gatorade, braid, ran to these streets
I had to cut my niggas, showin’ they were playin’ for keeps
That’s all a nigga has to tell ya, they were leechin’ on me
I ain’t even toilish, gettin’ fame for free
When I was in a sticky one, they ain’t show no support
Before I learned how to swim, I jumped straight off the porch
We know a nigga from the south, hittin’ licks up in north
I used to play ball, but now I’m in a whole other court
I’m married to the game, we ain’t never tryna divorce
Fell in love with the game, I gave a bitch intercourse
Oh, you thought this shit was over with? Nigga you crazy
Kodak Black, I bounce back, like a foreigner baby
Boy this ain’t no fugaze, run it back, yeah it’s true
Ain’t none of this no fugaze, what I be spittin’ to you
Cuz I just get in the booth
And I be spittin’ the truth
How I be spittin’ to you, you think I’m missin’ a tooth
How I be whippin’ the coupe, you think I’m missin’ no roof
Catch me playin’ with the chick, like cock a doodle doo
I was out there on the jigga, call your boy jiggaboo
I ain’t talkin’ cereal, but I be gettin’ the loop

[Outro]
Ha ha
Hell yeah, man
Kodak, keep movin’
You can do it
This that Institution
Free my nigga Kol

JR Donato – All Winter (TGOD Vol. 1 Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Wiz Khalifa]
Bet y’all niggas didn’t know we was working on this
Haha, Taylor Gang Volume 1

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
Don’t want me to smash your sister nigga get her
I’m getting money on the block with my hittas
They pulling up they pulling cars they pulling triggers
Come wipe me down they wiping niggas out the picture
I got that pack okay I pitch it like a pitcher
And this ain’t Twitter so I’m not the one to mention
Eating shroomies got her staring at the ceiling
I got bundles in my backpack and got lean all on my kidney
Fuck with us will get you missing, on a mission
Hit his block he got smashed up guess he ain’t listen
I got a watch thats fully loaded and it glisten
Probably got that dog food, they call it D now he a Piston

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Verse 2: J.R. Donato]
I take your bitch and probably fuck her to some Tiller
I’m pouring up this for Pimp C she want Tequila
We popping bottles boy you know you popping Miller
I’m from the Illi- so that bitch know that I’m iller
P.S.A. yea this go out to all niggas
Cut him off he acting like a fraud nigga
P.S.A. yea this go out to all bitches
Cut that bitch off and she might wan’ fuck yo nigga
I get money, I get money I’m fucking with it
In foreign whips with Luck we bumping Skoobzilla
Keep it chill ain’t gotta touch it I don’t feel ya
Kodak Black, that Kodak Black I’m bout my scrilla
I’m popping tags, popping bands aye pop that nigga
I made 200,000 dollars and ain’t go to college
I bought that Chally off the lot didn’t have to watch the mileage
You know we only smoke that loud you like to chill in silence

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
I’m never scared I’m prepared for the drama
I’m breaking bands I break bread with my mama
I think I wanna get the Porsche drop this summer
And if I do bitch imma drive it all winter, all winter
Hoe yea we shining all winter
Spring, Summer, Fall, yea, all Winter
Don’t hustle with ya but they wanna ball with ya
Spring, Summer, Fall dawg yea we balling all winter, all winter

[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]
It’s a hot summer J.R
But all this work that we putting in right now
Finna stunt all winter my nigga