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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kodak Black
Kodak Black
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bill K. Kapri
Bill K. Kapri
Songwriter
Jesus Bobe
Jesus Bobe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dr. Zeuz
Dr. Zeuz
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Bimmer, bam
Kill Bill, bam, bam, bam, bam
[Verse 1]
Bimmer, bam, 750i, me and Biam beatin' down the I
I done looked demon in her eye, ****, you won't never see me die
Glock on me, hot on me, step on you, walk to me
Dealer Bill, a devil by my side, should've never let her see me cry
Everything on you plastic, how you real? All these bitches got the same old BBLs
Baby, you can look, but don't you stare, as a baby, I knew I was going to jail
Rocked the Reebok's with no socks on, she wanna see my feet, I bet they don't smеll
And Dieuson need me, godson, did a lot of bad stuff, but I know I ain't going to hell
Been stackin' chips so long, so much stairs, pole on mе so long it's like a wrench
Fucked up 'bout me, thought I did a special, turn me up worser if I failed
Black and white regal, let her see a zero
Forever be a cheater, think I'm better single
On the PJ with my feet up, hail to a Beatle
When we get her then wavier, tell Zendaya I'd like to meet her
Been crushin' since she was on "Shake It Up"
Seen her on Disney, I think she pretty and she fit me, and like her name 'cause I'm Z'd up
[Verse 2]
Momma ain't make no bitch, I wish I had a sister 'cause I never could succeed her
I'm my brother's keeper, but if it's up to me, I'm just keepin' the second one
I'm a iced-out goddamn reaper, but I ain't the devil's son
I'm the youngest for thuggin' and dumbin' so I'm the one that they dependin' on
Ask Vivi if there's some more lean in the freezer 'cause I need my medicine
I told my dog, "You actin' like a peon, you need to do better, bruh"
I should've just got you a Dodge Neon, know why I got you a Tesla for
The thotty won't top me, she wanna be wifey, but giving everybody else pentagon
Bitch, I ain't done, let me see your tongue, all these murders, I'm worser than fenta-nun
I told that lame ****, "I like your chain, ****", then when he looked up, his pendant gone
I got the lemon pepper steppers on, how the fuck I ain't got no taste, bitch?
I don't care if you go to planet Mars, get out my face, I need my space, bitch
Fuck 'round and bust down Star of David, I'm a star, that's my daddy name
I see you want my brother Davidson, I guess 'cause that's our daddy name
I need a body for my brother Manny, told him don't call me back until it happen
Somebody died in here, that's why there's maggots, my name Kodak Fien Cinematic
[Verse 3]
Murder scene, horror scene, I need a Valentine for Halloween
Bitch, I'm a savage, I don't care 'bout fashion, but fuck your drip, I wanna see you bleed
Shit so bad, done made the news channel, bad bitch rude, done wore sandals
She walk in the room, don't tell me hello, just go, "****, hello, let me smell yo' dick!"
Booty move like jello, it ain't stiff, Percocet yellow, that's my fit
Still ain't told my family that I'm rich, ran a check up, sky on a bitch
Bought a jet, got wifi on that bitch, bought a yacht, might candy paint that bitch
I don't want make no love, just make me rich, lames make me sick
Ex drug dealer chain cost a brick, I ain't like the **** till I killed him
Bust his brains, see him for who he is
Done acid shitty, Bimmer, bam, 750
Make my hundo, got the gimmicks, in my Bel Air, where the dentist?
What's your definition? 'Cause everybody real, what's your name on the K? I got everybody killed
I feed her bullshit still, shawty gon' eat up my spill
Kill Bill, bam, bam, bam, bam, bitch, stop crying, I don't feel your tears
Grandpa taught me how to be a player, Beyoncé, she sue me, I don't want pay her
[Verse 4]
They keep on your heels when you high, why my killer actin' like he tired?
Only murdered for me one time, I'm so sick and tired of these guys
Confrontin' me like you some shooter, ****, but when time present itself, don't prove it, ****
**** rather stay home with the poodle, ****, should've told me you a pooper scooper, ****
I kill a **** if he say a bad word, I get so high, I can't type in my password
Step, step, steppin' on shit, need a ladder, she ask me how my day, bitch, why it matter?
Bimmer 750i Sport, geek, geek, geeked up, ****, like dork
I want put this dill pickle on GloRilla, said I'm too fast for her, tell her I slow it
Ain't no bass in my tone, **** steal from my voice, they be hatin' on a zoe, **** feel me, I know it
Pa caught on fire, what's a light to a torch? Had to crawl 'fore you walk, I straight jumped off the porch
I don't know what went wrong, but it's so strange with me, I'm in love with that boy 'cause the way that he bleed
I went versatile for, and it's late, after three, what's the point of me havin' the cake if I can't eat it? Lil' bitch
And I want ice cream too
I seen her last night, now here I see you
Written by: Bill K. Kapri, Jesus Bobe
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