[Kodak Black]
Aye man let me get my Rem on ice man
Let me get that check straight hunnids
Let me get my back in before I hit yo city, or I ain´t going straight up, for real

I´m that nigga now man, I ain´t in the projects shooting dice no more
I´m outchea doe, project baby heart of the projects man
You digg, mount up!

[Kodak Black]
Excuse me where my stylist?
Pop my collar please
Security, get these bitches off of me
Paparazzi love me I got lots of cheese
Instagram, Kodak Black follow me
Really I be tricking nigga Halloween
I ate my veggies. Ma I´m healthy I smoke broccoli
Honestly, you mad that you proud of me
Kodak oxygen I got lots of trees
All this gwalla be stuffed up in my my Robin jeans

Do it with no hands, girl join my soccer team
Philosophy
Section 8 democracy
I rolled the dice and went to jail, no Monopoly

[Kodak Black]
I told them that the money train is coming, don´t get left (don´t get left)
Nigga should´ve hurried up and jumped up on my trail
Niggas on that groupie shit, they talking me to death
Fuck that bouji bitch you ain´t got nothing go to hell
Damnit I don´t know what´s goin´ through they fucking head
Once I get the deal I swear to god you niggas dead

Oh so you that Kodak black nigga,huh?
You the golden one? Streets say you the chosen one

I´m that nigga!

[Kodak Black]
Lil nigga pulling up in forgeiners
Jackboy right behind me where we slide they know it´s us
I was on the 4 now I´m on 5 pour it up (lean, lean, lean, lean)
Kodak black performing live you know they showing up
Yea I got lil cool right here with his 40 tucked
I broke up with my coupe, I´m in love with rover trucks
Kodak you that nigga, I must admit, K you the man

´Cause I got on my shit lil nigga running up the band´s
Boy I need my bread, ´bout my cheese I go ham
I be on the mollys, I don´t fuck ´round with no Xans
Boy that work be roll come a couple I ain´t playing
Boy I make them junkies smoke that dope right out the can

[Kodak Black]
I told them that the money train is coming, don´t get left (don´t get left)
Nigga should´ve hurried up and jumped up on my trail
Niggas on that groupie shit, they talking me to death
Fuck that boujee bitch you ain´t got nothing go to hell

Damn it I don´t know what´s goin´ through they fucking head
Once I get the deal I swear to god you niggas dead
Oh, so you that Kodak black nigga,huh?
You the golden one? Streets say you the chosen one

I´m that nigga

Chosen one
(I´m that nigga)

You the golden one?
Streets say you the chosen one

I´m that nigga