[Intro: Kodak Black]
Shit, I love Guwop though, Zuwop, 'cause I'm a big Z
You heard me?
Know what I'm sayin'?
Shoutout to Gucci, I think that's my dad, you know, I was just jerkin'
(I just told Richie we rich)
(Boy)
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Bitch said, "Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop," I was like, "Bet," know that was lyin'
When them bullets had came my way, I say, "I bet Kodak ain't dyin'"
We pour murder backwards after, we turned red rum to wine
I'm the nigga that smack all the smackers, so I am the biggest stepper, 5'5
I'm a hot boy, my bitch the coldest, yeah, opposite attract
You got one time to raise your voice in here, then I'ma get the strap
I've been chasin' that boy likе a fly 'round the house, but evеntually, I'll get him clapped
All I ever had was the trap, I ain't have me no dad, so I got off my dick, yeah, I jacked
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I've been true to this from the jump
When I do it, consider it done (Mm-hmm)
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z, but I'm P, for sure
I bet low-key, she a swoop
Need codeine with the boot
And I know she cheatin' too
But I ain't finna look for proof (Boy)
Shit, I love Guwop though, Zuwop, 'cause I'm a big Z
You heard me?
Know what I'm sayin'?
Shoutout to Gucci, I think that's my dad, you know, I was just jerkin'
(I just told Richie we rich)
(Boy)
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Bitch said, "Whoopty-woop, whoopty-woop," I was like, "Bet," know that was lyin'
When them bullets had came my way, I say, "I bet Kodak ain't dyin'"
We pour murder backwards after, we turned red rum to wine
I'm the nigga that smack all the smackers, so I am the biggest stepper, 5'5
I'm a hot boy, my bitch the coldest, yeah, opposite attract
You got one time to raise your voice in here, then I'ma get the strap
I've been chasin' that boy likе a fly 'round the house, but evеntually, I'll get him clapped
All I ever had was the trap, I ain't have me no dad, so I got off my dick, yeah, I jacked
[Chorus: Kodak Black]
I've been true to this from the jump
When I do it, consider it done (Mm-hmm)
Fuck a shooter, bitch, 'cause I'm one
On point like I'm a dot
I'll swap me a body for a swap
Put a bag right on his top
I got murder all in my eyes, you see it, it's torture in my heart
Beat the pot like it's beef with the dope
Pop Percs, I don't drink, I don't smoke
I'ma leave 'fore I beat on a ho
I'm a Z, but I'm P, for sure
I bet low-key, she a swoop
Need codeine with the boot
And I know she cheatin' too
But I ain't finna look for proof (Boy)
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