1k

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Kodak Black - Rap, Florida Rap

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[Chorus] I be so damn fly, nigga I ain't got a cape Got tired of eating fries, I be craving for that steak Catch me on the I, I be in and out of state Money on my mind, it won't let a nigga think Ain't tryna keep [?] keep faith Keep that shit a k, I be riding with the K Throwing up the cake I be showing up in foreigners I be sliding base, getting high as home-run [Verse 1] Now I'm on the rock, knock it out the park, bitch I be in the field like I'm playing for the Marlins Base like Hilary, Polo down like Carlton Moon-walking on that lean, I'm feeling like a martian I just wet the 7 up, the kitchen smell like garlic You should come and shop with me, got it on the market Showing up in foreigners, this is an Aston Martin Came through in a goose, you'd think I'm going hunting Flyer than a hawk, [?] Kodak boppin' Plus I'm on a molly, I'm turnt up with my dog She be giving head, she be giving up that noggin' Bitch I get them dollars in, go and ask your mom and 'em [Chorus] I be so damn fly, nigga I ain't got a cape Got tired of eating fries, I be craving for that steak Catch me on the I, I be in and out of state Money on my mind, it won't let a nigga think Ain't tryna keep [?] keep faith Keep that shit a k, I be riding with the K Throwing up the cake I be showing up in foreigners I be sliding base, getting high as home-run [Verse 2] I be ten toes down like an empire I will never turn down, I'm a vampire I get giggity with your girl, call me Quagmire For my niggas, I'm gonna ride like a damn tire Bonfire, all my partner n 'em dreadlock I'm on fire, got the game in a headlock Home run, money major like the Red Sox I run plays, got connect just like a Xbox VVS diamonds sparkling in my damn watch You can call me Flintstone, make her bed rock Clean jaguar, I make your girl neck pop It's Lil K, Nigga I just made the bed rock [Chorus] I be so damn fly, nigga I ain't got a cape Got tired of eating fries, I be craving for that steak Catch me on the I, I be in and out of state Money on my mind, it won't let a nigga think Ain't tryna keep [?] keep faith Keep that shit a k, I be riding with the K Throwing up the cake I be showing up in foreigners I be sliding base, getting high as home-run [Outro] 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k I keep that shit 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k Everything 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k Dollaz N Dealz, that 1k I'm for real, that 1k Project Baby, Sniper Gang, 1k Free my nigga Koly, he 1k Shouts out Lil' Pooh, he 1k Wiley, he 1k 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k, 1k

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  • Kodak Black