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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Eamon Doyle
Eamon Doyle
Songwriter
Kirk Robinson
Kirk Robinson
Songwriter
Yared Williams
Yared Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett "Beats" Bailey
Brett "Beats" Bailey
Assistant Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Daniel "JUNE NAWAKII" Celestin
Daniel "JUNE NAWAKII" Celestin
Producer
Dyryk
Dyryk
Recording Engineer
Starrah
Starrah
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Money, color peacock
Thuggin' in my Reeboks
Cut the dreads and re-lock
Buck the feds, I buck the feds
You buck the feds and link up
I'ma Z but my diamonds V cuts
Who got it disguised as free lunch?
I don't want nothin' free
Bring me a Cardi B
Nickname Cardiak
Makin' it hard to match
I whip me a harder batch
[Verse 2]
I took every loss, I knew I was gon' win for the better
Young **** with the crazy crew, they think he playin' with the devil
Like, ain't it true you like to sang to the devil?
Keep the stick like crazy glue, but I had to put it together
Usain baby blue, I blew more change on the leather
Young **** move like Baby Ruth, you know I swang with the metal
Mhm, Deja who? I been upgraded from heffer
I got the finger phone booth, I'm gettin' through to these tethered
Usain ain't nothin' new, I hit the trap with a special
Like the New York Times, you square, how you gon' play with a stepper?
[Verse 3]
Mhm, Megan, you know you ain't created that animal
Say I'd rather go blind, swear, I ain't tryna see it and detect it
Usain ain't no boo, I ran it up in Margiela
Usain ain't nothin' baby, Usain ain't no boo
[Verse 4]
Usain ain't no boo, I'm comin' fast when I'm in here
You in that bathing suit? Gon' have some problems when I get here (Yeah)
In that bathing suit, I'ma buy some condoms 'fore I get here
You in that bathing suit, okay, you in a bathing suit, ya
[Verse 5]
Audi like Olympics, but the engine came up out a 'Vette
Usain ain't nothin' new, I'm crossin' tracks, like I'm Haitian pack
Cocaine kangaroo the trap, jumpin', junkies comin' back
Me and Fredo higher than a bitch, think we smokin' crack
Even when we ain't together, we together, bae, that's anyway
Ain't never met no bitch who ride that dick just like DiJonai
"Kodak, you better not play, make it safe," that's what my mama say
Jancoby you the realest, you my boo, uh-huh, Ella Mai
[Verse 6]
Usain and a baby paid the rent, off the Sprint phone
Everything baby blue, I'm smokin' deuce, like I'm Bigalow
Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing
Bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing, bing
[Verse 7]
Bing, bing, bing, I'm on lean, I'm on beans, yeah
Bing, bing, bing, I hit her once, she gon' cling
Bing, bing, bing, Kodak bop turned to murder wop
Bing, bing, bing, you comin' here, panties comin' off
[Outro]
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Juggin' and stickin' and rollin' and geekin'
Rollin' and geekin', rollin' and geekin'
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Brittany Hazzard, Daniel Celestin, Eamon Doyle, Kirk Robinson, Yared Williams
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