Conscience Kodak Black (Ft. Future)

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Yeah, Project Baby
These streets took my conscience (Project Baby)
(DY Krazy)
Glee
Sniper Gang
These streets took my conscience, ayy

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Yeah, everybody with me on that same thang
I don't gang-bang but I bang-bang
I pull up to the club, I got on eight chains
Took that bitch to Wings-N-Things, she wanted to be my main

[Verse 2: Future]
Brown liquor made my dawg insane
Booted up or geeked, it's the same thang
Fish scale or molly, it's the same name
Murder by the stains, which gang you claim?
The big Patek face cost ten chains
Took your bitch out to eat on a private plane
Real talk, 150 when it's plain Jane
Fucked that junkie behind the dumpster for some cocaine

[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
Ayy, free my nigga Cool, he in the chain gang
Chris Johnson, I swear for God I drop the twenty-eight
I told my nigga be smooth, he put a potato on a barrel
I kicked her dumbass out my crib, she say want Chanel
I bought that bitch a lace 'cause she ain't got no hair
I sent that poor-ass ho an Uber 'cause she ain't got no wheels
Thirty golds in my mouth like I'm Stephen Curry
Thirty clip in my Glock 'cause I'm a damn Warrior