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Artiste : Kodak Black
Titre : My Chest Out
Say, I´m walkin´ ´round with my chest out
Who these niggas claim to be and never check out
I´m goin´ in, dog, feel like I´m the best out
She gon´ put up with my shit as long as she ain´t left out

The world chilly like a left-eye
Cold world, baby, tea bag
I know niggas envy they be fishin´ I don´t seabags
Couldn´t get her up the stairs, so, I just fucked her on the bean bag
Say, I get a nigga whole team bagged
Ayy, he got a nigga whole crew murked
I don´t take drugs but do Percs like I´m from the Bronx ´cause I keep some new Yerks
I´m in New York, yeah, my name Bill, I was locked up in buffalo
Had the CO bring the set, she hit the news, got in trouble though
I was trappin´ out the W, got Bose in the bungalow
Better say my name straight, lil´ pussy-ho´ with no underscore (Oh, yeah)

Shake it like a Jamaican, baby, pon di floor
You was talkin´ like you was a pro, now, take this dick what you runnin´ for?
My lil´ Louisiana bitch she walk in the house and grab the dick
I caught the play and ran the blitz, got all them pussy niggas hit
I got a .380 with a clip, walked in with a blink on my hip
I like the way you talk, you walk like you got a disc in your hip
How you got a dick in yo´ shit, baby? I spent a ticket on you, baby
I like your stance, the way you dance
I don´t even like faggots grabbing on ya
Yeah, yeah, I bounced back from that shit and came back way better, they like, "How?"
Send my lil´ cracker bitch through the bank teller like, "Wow"

I ain´t even up no bean, nigga, I just hate fellow
Purple Wok´, Codeine, but, ain´t gon´ lie, that green taste better, yeah, yeah
Jumped out the drop, I´m ready to pop any nigga top who think they that
She like the sniper between her legs while she playin´ with my dreads
Woke up this morning just me Lil Taz, Lil Crix, Lil Red
I smokin´ Krip, get out of my face, that Zaza shit be Ritz
Sosa and Golden, they so SG, snatch and grab shit like the feds
That shit you told a nigga ain´t gonna do shit but just make somebody mad
Young nigga was trollin´, I ain´t forgot shit, I´m just plottin´, I´m on they ass