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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Max Perry
Songwriter
Derek Garcia
Songwriter
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Russell Pochop
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dyryk
Producer
Max Perry
Producer
RBP
Producer
Toree Symone Brown
Additional Engineer
Derek Garcia
Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
This shit mean nothin' to me
I'm so heartless with this shit, you ain't take nothin' from 'em
Grabbed this AP when it slip and then they shot your cousin
I might stand up in the pussy, but I'ma fall in love
Bae, let's rise above
I've been dodgin' warrants
I be runnin' from the pigs, I feel like Martin Lawrence
I was a snotty nose little kid, I feel like Meech
I've been blowin' money quick, I feel like Veeze
I spent three hundred for this shit, you say I shot your mama
Why you lyin' me and shit 'cause I was in Bahamas?
Playin' poker, drinkin' Cris', and smokin' weed
I ain't never goin' to admit the shit I seen
I ain't never goin' to admit—
I spent forty on that bitch because she mean
I ain't no rat, I don't eat nothin' with no cheese
This a dirty Glock and these Amiri jeans
Even though I'm from the ugly bitch, I'm clean
I just talked to Gotti, he said he know my secrets
I be killin' shit and think he don't see it
I'm with the mafia, they know I'm on my demon
And I bet you always see me in your dreams
I'm born and raised Pompanoya, I'm on leave
I miss my blue Toyota, it got seized
Syko on the way, he pullin' up with keef
I say, "Don't even come if ya'll ain't got no trees"
I keep a tree branch, yeah, dirty sticks
Six shooters, I don't need a thirty-clip
Dead flowers, I like guns and roses
AK47's and whole lot motion
AK47's and whole lot of motion
Say, yeah
AK47's and whole lot of motion
AK47's and whole lot of motion, ****
I pay the studio session servin' feinds
Your bitch in here poppin' pussy, poppin' beans
Yet my **** fell out with me for no reason
And he know he fucked up in his ear
'Cause he already know how I be
Probably put that boy to sleep when I see him
Fuck the F-E-D-S, A-B-C's
I'm a little ****, but I'ma step that's on my Z's
Fuck the fame, I'm rockin' Prada with the Re's
I told my ****, "Just follow my lead"
I'ma run down on ****, bitch, freeze
I'm tryna tell ya, baby, I got what you need
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Derek Garcia, Max Field Perry, Russell Pochop