Y´all won´t feel me anyways I ain´t even gotta talk
Came up I was down Got it off the ground They was up I was low, got it off the floor Paper chase Road running, you ain´t on the route Turned up Like my music, I be smoking loud Black nigga on that white bitch Milk her like a cow Cashed out They ain´t like me but they love me now Pull up to the floor You ain´t even know
Been cold, fire Different jags in a row Pay me back before Diss me like a hoe My nigga pay me for a show and I don´t even show I slid by I ain´t flex I just brung it through Swear to God If you flex imma punish you 25% on the tent, on a rental coupe Yeah I´m from the Noya Off that Ugly Corner Avenue Ain´t gotta tell my shooter, he gon´ shoot Kodak got them snipers on a roof Whipping with the magic stick then I poof Project baby Would you like to (?) swimming pool Been ready
You ain´t ready, nigga getting ready Time is money Better have that money, I want every second You niggas sweet niggas, diabetic Living legends, jit will snatch your necklace I´m at the studio fuck a class session Sorry momma, I will never learn my lesson I need a calculator just to count my blessings Finessing, flexing Flyer than a jetson Young and reckless Hit you and your main man and I won´t regret it Switched up I got a different wardrobe Designer Custom Louis V torso Pop my collar nigga wipe me down Got it from the bottom now I fly around
Bitch I´m out here, had to get it in Tell her go first, I´m a gentleman Go so loud she be listening Ain´t no time to fuck these hoes, I´m a minute man I´m a project baby I can´t go commercial Cuz I just hit the plug he stay on commercial Square, not my round You not my circle Money got me walking like I´m Steve Urkel Jump right through your window like a Ninja Turtle They want my autograph but I can´t write in cursive They hollerin´ murder
I kill the beat I kill the beat
Lil Kodak, he gon´ kill the beat I kill the beat Rest in peace