Kodak Shit EBK Bckdoe

[Intro]
That nigga B on the beat, she gon' show her friend (Come on)

[Verse]
Nigga, I be on the game, Madden 25
He was tryna pop a perc 30, then that nigga died
I could teach you how to make a thousand 'bout a hundred times
Baby, put yo hands where I can see, I feel like Busta Rhymes
I just a dropped a line inside this Fanta, got my stomach hurtin'
Funkin' with the family got me trippin' with my favorite cousin
This bitch got a big ass booty, but she kinda ugly
Bckdoe do not give a fuck, let me touch yo monkey
Droppin' ashes on my purple jeans, but I just wipe it off
Pulled up with 4 bad bitches, sum like a boss
Cartier watch, big ring that I ain't еven bought
Bitch caught me cheating with hеr sister, I ain't even caught
Drop this bitch off on the blade, bitch you gotta walk
Bitch you better put it in my name, I ain't gotta talk
She be doin' tricks, getting cheese, like she Tony Hawk
Bitch you gotta give it all to me, or you gon' throw me off
Fuck around with Shaq Cash Hills, bitch I'm in the stu
Why you niggas rappin' 'bout that shit that you ain't even do?
Bump it out, you remember me, but Ion remember you
Up, blick, shoot him in his face, gave that nigga 2
Boy, you dripped down in moissanite, this a different diamond
Pulled up, bussdown rollie, on a different timing
200 pound fat bitch, defensive lineman
I'ma dissappear, cut the light, you can't even find me
Snuck a deuce on the airplane, finna pour that shit
Bitch talking bout she know doe, Ion know that bitch
20 sum bands in one night, finna blow that shit
Niggas know doe, doin' black, on some Kodak shit