Featured In
Top Songs By Kodak Black
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Vocals
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Ben Billions
Programming
Dyryk
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
Bill Kahan Kapri
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Billions
Producer
Dyryk
Producer
Drü Oliver
Recording Engineer
Lu Diaz
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Off the head shit, you know what I'm sayin?
Off the dome, mane, nah mean?
[Verse 2]
Twenty-two hour lock down
Ain't shit to do or think
I remember like it was yesterday
Was drinkin' out the sink
I'm sittin' back plottin'
I'm just sittin' back vibin'
A **** couldn't complain
I had to use my time wisely
I'm sleepin' in a dorm
But they ain't send me off to college
I still got money buried
From that lick I hit in Raleigh
I'm book smart, but the streets
They gave me all my knowledge
Said, it ain't nothing for you
When you comin' out the projects
[Verse 3]
Said, it ain't nothing for you
When you comin' out the slum
A mouth full of gold teeth
They think a **** dumb
I got a head full of dreads
Think a **** illiterate
But I know when I go to talk
A ****'ll reconsider it
I know you **** is tryna benefit
I ain't fuckin' with you a little bit
I ain't fuckin' with you at all
I ain't fuckin' with you at all
[Verse 4]
I was sellin' weed in middle school
Then meet me in a hall
Right now I'm goin' in
But I was just behind a wall
This jail got me thinkin'
I feel like e'rybody flawed
I got too much to lose
But I'll still go at a **** jaw
I'm down for the count
I'm never down for the cause
I made a million dollars off of shows
I'm goin' hard
[Verse 5]
I love money
I can't go back to the bottom
'Cause I hate it at the bottom
Try to stop thinkin' about it, but
I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
Fuck your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
I pulled up in the 'Rari
It don't come with no apologies
I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
[Verse 6]
I remember everything
I done been through everything
I remember who shitted on me
Or who been in the paint
Like Ray J got a bih from the Bronx givin' me brain
Like Ray J, I done walkin' through the motherfuckin' rain
Right now I done got too far
To give a motherfucker a feature
I'm the freshest man in high school
But I'm a motherfuckin' senior
Lil' shawty wanna kick it
I told her I don't play FIFA
I jumped up out the Beamer
Now I'm slidin' in a Regal
[Verse 7]
That pussy so tight, but I be tryna go deeper
If she could make goulash, she's a motherfuckin' keeper
Reminiscing 'bout my ****
Reminiscing 'bout my homies
I'm thinkin' 'bout my ****
I'm thinkin' 'bout my wodies
I don't fuck with Fooly no more, but I still fuck with Cooly
Got a booger in my nose
A Boogie on the chorus
A young ****, I jumped off the porch, run Forrest
I lose it 'bout that money, I'll go dumb for it
I'm workin' like a Mexican
Fucked around and get deported
I bought my mama a crib
Thirty clip in my .40
She said that my baby
Told that bih let's go to Maury
Lame **** get extorted
If it ain't foreign, then it's boring
[Verse 8]
I love money
I can't go back to the bottom
'Cause I hate it at the bottom
Try to stop thinkin' about it, but
I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
Fuck your problems, it's too late to tell me sorry
I pulled up in the 'Rari
It don't come with no apologies
I'm reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
Reminiscing, yeah
I'm reminiscing, yeah
Written by: A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Ben Billions, Dyryk, Kodak Black