KODAK BLACK

[Intro]
What? What? (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Kill a nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, yeah
Bitch, this a Bentley Bentayga, the doors open, now she like, "Where we gon' go at?" (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the floor at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, lil' bitch, and you know that, yeah

[Verse 1]
I told her buy dope, we got whole lotta meds, it's green, lil' bitch and you know that, yeah
I'm in New York with your bitch, and we tweakin' together, no Rula, Santanny
And I got my blammer, I don't wanna talk like I'm antisocial, no BabySantana
Bitch, hold on, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, hey, hey (Go Stupid)
I'm rocking Rick in the meetin', huh, I feel like Mr. Miyagi
Kickin' this shit like I'm David, no Banner, she suckin' that dick with no hands, there's no manners (Ooh)
Shawty a treesh, she don't get no respect, too many racks, finna fuck up a check
Free Thugger Thugger, that's YSL, Yves, smokin' zaza, I keep burnin' my chest
Why the fuck would I just chip on your lil' bitty bitch, if she want me, that bitch gettin' wrecked
I'm in the back of the VIP with a Tec, I'm in the VIP, bitch, with a whole lotta hundreds
Said she wanna fuck for the summer, this bitch comin' straight to LA, she ain't gettin' no money
(Woah, woah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Go stupid)
(Woah, woah) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Go crazy)
I'm with your bitch, and I'm zoomin', she tryna fuck, I don't know what I'm doin'
Goin' out sad, you can tell that he losin', your money too short, like it's Julian Newman
Huh, hold on, hmm, hold on, new check, who this? It stand taller than Bol Bol
Fuck I look like goin' up like I'm Zion? Bitch, if we link, we ain't takin' no photos
I've been rockin' Rick since 2018, I've been rockin' Rick since— (Uh, huh)
I've been rockin' Rick since 20— (Hmm), I've been rockin' Rick since 2018
Niggas be lame, they ain't cool as they seem, you ain't get no hoes back then you— (Huh)
You can get robbed, what the fuck you mean? Niggas don’t really be gang, they green bean

[Chorus]
Kill a nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, uh
I'm in the big-body Benz, it's a Bentley Bentayga, lil' bitch, and you know that, yeah
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the floor at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, lil' bitch, and you know that, yeah, huh

[Verse 2]
This a new pack in the mail, huh, sorry, I don't mean to flex (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But I just hopped out the 'Vette (Hold on), and I'm doin' shit that you can't
Fuckin' on a ho you can't (Yeah), and she gon' go both ways
Fuckin' on a Netflix ho, if I put her on cam', she the new Kim K (Yeah)
Fuckin' on a model ho, took her to the steakhouse, she ain't get no steak, huh (Woah-woah, yeah)
She don't even got no body, I don't give no fucks, I be fuckin' her face (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh, huh, huh, huh, come get this shit on paper view, huh, huh
Niggas be cryin', like clearly this shit ain't made for you, huh
I just mind my motherfuckin' business, and I get paid, hop on the motherfuckin' J, get slayed
I'm buyin' Prada for my entertainer, so many bags in this hoe, ain't no space
I don't even want me no Charli D'Amelio, I'm tryna fuck on a Addison Rae
I know I be on my rockstar shit, but shawty, I still could take you to the trains
Or the fours, four, four, four (What, what, yeah)

[Chorus]
Kill a nigga, hopped in my bag, and it's filled up with Skrilla, I feel like I'm Kodak, yeah
Bitch, this a Bentley Bentayga, the doors open, now she like, "Where we gon' go at?" (Yeah)
I'm in Atlanta, we throwin' up money, they like, "Where the fuck is the floor at?" (Yeah)
I make an arm and a leg, arm and a leg, lil' bitch, and you know that, yeah