Bodak Yellow (Remix)

I see your bitch
She looking at Kydd
I think she gonna choose
I got homies that wear body armour
That’s a Gundam suit
I make money off of music, now
I ain’t gotta move
When All you do is win win win
No matter what its hard to lose

So let me address this shit right now
Tell XXL that I want the motherfuckin cover
Now I got management, backed by a legend
Hey Jim, can we start shitting on these fuckers?
To rap like me, you got to be out of your mind a little bit
But not enough to fuck up the process of killing shit
Obviously you never stopping my prime
The industry never thought that
I would be good enough to fill the position
Killing the shit, while I’m drilling these bitchies
You better remember the name bitch, its Kydd
I ain’t fuckin around
Or fucking up, all you bitches do is fuck up the sound
So hang it up and get smoked like a couple of pounds
I’m way better than average
Oh, on the beat you a savage?
Yeah my flows they vary
You just rap ever badly

I bag the beat
No fear of Bradly
When the pen and paper meet, I’m savvy bitch
I’ve been racing the clock with a V8, that's OK
I’ve done drank my RedBull, you see these wings bitch
I got words by the head falls like where’s my headphones
You could never stop this lead flow
Like it was water in flint
And If you get offended by this shit
Then I’m saying then you can all eat a dick
I represent where I'm from
If you outside looking in
I got a intricate tongue, and your about to get lick
A Michigan representative in this bitch killing everything
There’s no option outside my settings to chill, just kill shit
And that's what I intend to do
It's like a fucking cemetery in the booth
Oh you say fuck 12?
Well I say fuck 12, like I don't drive at noon
Let alone 10 and 2
Like it's Mortal Kombat I will finish you
Stomp a motherfucker like some tennis shoes
Break a bitch down in the living room
Catching every wall on the way out
Trying to find a door on the way to the swimming pool
Kydd is not kidding fool, I will diminish you
My shit is beautiful, your shit is pitiful
I master my craft when I rapped as a kid and back
I better have my damn bachelors rappin at 6!
So what's a fella to do?
Like well somebodies got it for me but I tell em be cool
I send asians that'll run up
And kung fu whatever you got
To jack each hand like it's rush hour 2

Yes I really just said that
Did you catch it? I hope you did
Jack each hand? Jackie Chan? Rush hour 2?
You know I'm sick no matter the flow
I roll with it when I get on the road
There's no limits
Better keep you on your toes with those sentences
Go in so hard like dicks in hoes
I'm so cold I leave frost across your computer
Size me up, I bet you be off with Jerulah
Well either that or fucking crazy
Straight up out your medulla
Your oblongota is screwed up
I eat beats but don't get chewed up!
I'm ruthless bitch you ain't fuckin with me

Bitch it's Kydd and I'm representing Flint!
I can turn into a furnace with the lyrics that I spit
I don't even try to rap
That's just how ya boy vent
But I can do more than just rap, so haters
Pick your poison

Said little bitch, you can't fuck with Kydd if you wanted to