(AB)
(D-Roc)
Jumped out the jet and took me a flight
Nothin' ain't real, everything got a price
Fuck a bad bitch, better talk to me nice
I'ma keep steppin' on niggas for life
Smoke grey chop out an all-black Demon
Play like you mad, I'ma start back cheatin'
Been wanted out, I just needed a reason
Still in a drought, I can freeze up my pinky
Can't let her go, she owe me a kid
I need support, can you ride my big?
Nah, I ain't gay, but, I split some wig
On a chill day, I'm still gon' slay
If I don't come back, how the bills gon' pay?
Think about that 'fore you hate on me
I'm in the club with a shank on me
Stripper say, "Kodak, come rain on me"
Just rain on me
Just rain on me
Tank on E, but, I'm drunk as a F
I'm a big stepper, I rob by myself
See opp, hot pot, then, I step
Bet you been miserable me since I left
No, no you can't have my wealth
Louis V, all-white belt
I snatch off ???[0:46]
She dancin' with me, wanna mary a Devil
Hy heart on my sleeve, but, I need to be careful
Nigga just showin' me love 'cause he stressed out
They know on God there ain't nothin' to bless
Fuck the weak shit, I done finally got better
Niggas don't know why I cried in my Tesla
They forget how many times that you helped them
Now, they think they better, now, you got to stretch 'em
Blood in the streets like he flooded my bezel
Murder man, murder man, murder man, yeah
I been at this shit, I age well
Baby snipers, I raised them
My iPhone recognise me with my ski-mask, I'm a whole 'nother goon
Turn up at the back all night, on Z class, I won't make it to school
Jumped out the jet and took me a flight
Nothin' ain't real, everything got a price
Fuck a bad bitch, better talk to me nice
I'ma keep steppin' on niggas for life
Smoke grey chop out an all-black Demon
Play like you mad, I'ma start back cheatin'
You ain't my nigga, I know you a leecher
Pick yo' dilemma, you nothin' but a skeezer
Switchin' out rentals, you know that I creep
None of you nigga ain't not in my reach
Fuck with Lil Kodak, you know I'ma eat (Yeah)
Yeah, and the smoke come free
Been blowin' the Benz all this week
Dirty my hands, clean the gun with bleach
Them niggas got a lil' fee, but, they ain't on me
Jumped out the jet and took me a flight
Nothin' ain't real, everything got a price
Fuck a bad bitch, better talk to me nice
I'ma keep steppin' on niggas for life
Smoke grey chop out an all-black Demon
Play like you mad, I'ma start back cheatin'
Been wanted out, I just needed a reason
Still in a drought, I can freeze up my pinky
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