Kodak

[Intro]
Woah, (Fifteen Hundred), woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Fuck goin' on, fuck goin' on Maajins)

[Chorus]
I got bitches on my phone, they wanna throwback
I been gettin' really rich, I hope you know that
Groupie ho approached me, said she want a Kodak
Walk off with a big bag, wherever I am

[Verse]
I see the green light, bitch, we on go
Smell it on me when we walk in the store
Smoking that good gas, you already know
And all these niggas they lames, they hoes
Bitch, I never fold, sellin' out shows
Stop calling me like, please stop hittin' my phone (Woah)
She love my fits, she love my fashion
Talk down, put that boy in a casket
Ride 'round, yeah, I'm goin' faster
Head down, bitch, I know yo' tactics
I shot up, like a motherfucking elastic
Fuckin' yo' ho like magic
Damn nigga, I need a med kit

[Chorus]
I got bitches on my phone, they wanna throwback
I been gettin' really rich, I hope you know that
Groupie ho approached me, said she want a Kodak
Walk off with a big bag, wherever I am

[Outro]
(Fifteen Hundred)